Loved the way those beavers bravely swam up to that dickhead menace with the fishing rod the other evening and slapped their tails on the water to splash him wet (like these poor animals don’t have enough survival stress being confined in by the nearby Northwest Arm Highway and the discarded, windblown construction garbage from a close-by building site).
Aim your line hooks elsewhere, beaver-bully !
—a friend of local parklife
This article appears in Apr 30 – May 6, 2009.
I wish I were there. I love a fiesty beaver.
Dammit Dogma you beat me to it!
If you see someone fishing Hail Pond, please don’t assume its this douche. Unless you see them swatting more beavers that is.
Once the poachers find out the beavers will be gone anyway. They got ’em out of Long Lake so its just a matter of time…
nevermind, I couldn’t believe my luck.
There the bitch was…wide open. It felt good.
“There the bitch was…wide open. It felt good.”
ha. That’s what he said.
The age-old fishermen/beaver war rages on.
Hot Dam, I love a good beaver bitch