As Thanksgiving approaches, there are many things to be grateful for. Me, I’m grateful for my beaver.
Yes, that’s right. I love my beaver and now I love my beavers because I discovered that we have more than one!
My Beaver Story
Beaver on Wikipedia
I went to the country to write books and screenplays (I’ve written four books and three screenplays so far) but being in the country involves critters. My dog, Norma, had never even seen a deer before for example. She grew up in Los Angeles. When she saw her first deer she actually s*&% herself. She did. She turned to me and was like, “Mom! Look at that thing!” Oops and took a c*#@. Poor thing. Now she’s kinda sorta used to seeing them and is always amazed when the yard is full of turkeys – literally.
But now something else amazing has happened in the critter world! The beavers have moved into the yard. I’m so excited I could do a beaver dance.
Apparently down the road there used to be a beaver pond but the little busy bodies caused a problem with the bridge and some piping so the city came and tore their damn down. This was way before I was around (otherwise I may have had to Occupy that beaver pond!). The beavers weren’t killed, they just disappeared.
Our Beaver Pond
Now the beavers have reappeared in our yard. We noticed that the stream at the bottom of a hill had overflowed during the rainstorms a few months ago. Then it started to expand into a pond. We went on a little hike one day at dusk and saw ripples in the water and there, busy building a whole series of intricate damns and tunnels was a fat brown beaver!
What did I do? I tweeted! ”I’m stalking my beaver,” I posted. That got a lot of funny replies.
Then upon another dusk walk (that’s the best time to stalk beavers btw) we discovered that there is not one, but two beavers! I suspect there might be even more, and I hope and pray they have babies. They are building a series of ponds. I personally think the one that has their house looks like a heart. But I’m a romantic.
Now I will be tweeting and sharing here about the new beaver family because I just can’t help myself. I post mainly about writing, healing and moving forward and comedy cooking – why not add beavers?! Norma hasn’t even seen them yet and we are keeping her away from them, even though she is a gentle soul – I’m not sure they will be! Plus, I want to be sure they can build in peace.
What Does A Beaver Mean?
A Beaver in Maine (on flickr)
Because I am my mother’s daughter, I called her to ask what a beaver meant. She has loads of books about beliefs about what it means when certain animals show up.
One of them is called Animal-Speak: The Spiritual & Magical Powers of Creatures Great & Small
Mom looked up beaver and it said that the beaver was all about constructing your dreams. It was also about setting up a house and family (that’s what I’m doing!) and a reminder to believe in your dreams. I love that. I have a dream that those beavers have a happy safe place to live and build in our yard! Oh the happy dance. Where’s my hula-hoop?
My birthday is coming. I hope I get one because if I do, I will film hula-hooping videos down by the beaver pond. Haha.
I love my beavers! I’ve heard they can get out of hand but you know what, our beavers are cool. Once I stalk them some more, I will name them.
Beaver Love!
What are you grateful for? Got Beaver? Please share your stories in the comments.
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