First it was the baby bunny.
Then the occasional possum sighting.
Now we have beavers.
The Mister called me into the kitchen thinking it was a possum or stray cat working to get through to our neighbor’s garden. It was a beaver! Dang! The recession is causing all kinds of anomalies. Next, a deer will be rooting through our freshly planted vegetable garden.
The beaver had a mission:
Get the hell out of dodge!
This begs the question: what the hell are these wild animals doing in Upper Darby?