If you’ve read my ‘about’ page, you know how our farm got its name. Beavers took out hundreds of trees on our property, including the large expensive weeping willow tree I’ve always wanted within a week of planting it. They had burrowed into the bank directly across the pond from our dock. The last one was ‘removed’ April of 2008. I called our game warden and asked him to send someone to trap and relocate them. He said there’s no one around here who traps them, even for their pelts. He told me they’re nuisance animals (no kidding) and suggested we shoot them. I said I would if I had a gun! So I went to Wal Mart. Did you know when you buy a rifle at Wal Mart, the manager walks you to your car? I found that interesting. Anyway, as it turns out I’m a pretty good shot. So’s my husband. When we were house hunting in this area we knew we wanted water of some sort. Either a pond or a stream large enough you couldn’t jump over it. We got both. One of our property boundaries feeds the Mayo river and beavers have taken up residence in the bend. They have already taken out dozens of small trees and have started on a few large ones. If they get it dammed, it will take out our neighbor’s creekside cabin which is just upstream. So… we’re on the hunt again. Since they’re nocturnal, it means going out at night in the freezing cold with a big flashlight. Dam beavers!