This weekend proved to be another with lovely sunshiney afternoons. Only pictures can do it justice.
This is a hole that was dug by what we can only assume are nutra-rats. This is no ordinary hole, but one that has puntured the dam in the pond and has drained about a foot and a half of water since the last time we were there. Said (four acre) pond also just got three inches of rain in the last week which promptly drained. Talk about PISSED! Along with the nutra problem, there's also a beaver problem. They've dammed up the creek which runs behind the pond and have a very distinctive trail beaten down from the creek to the pond where I'm sure they're dining on the freshest of fish. I can happily report that one of the beaver bitches is now dead, thanks to a snare. Two and a half feet tall and at least 40lbs. Now that's some serious tree gnawing.
At the end of Saturday, I was giving my hook one last chance and C was looking for one last turtle to murder. Next thing I knew, my cork exploded. Below is his idea of a "joke".
On the way to the beer store after leaving my mom's, we saw this lovely burned out trailer. What you may not see in the first picture is the FOR SALE SIGN. Sometimes, I'm baffled by the things I see. (To their defense, it does come with 3.2 acres.)
And here is the end of another beautiful weekend.
SARA! You are livin' the dream!! LOL! love the trailer!
Eddie wants to snare a beaver. *snicker*
If it harms beavers, we're against it. Buc-ee is gonna be pissed...
Yes, E, a snare. We can't exactly camp out and wait for the beavers, so we did the next best thing.
Sorry Heather.. Buc-ee's mom is dead.
oh goodness...i am laughing my ASS off...
i wonder, why is it such is Woodrow so excited that you snared a beaver? Whats all the fuss about?
Most I can get out of it that people dont NORMALLY use a snare, and it must be hard to do?
Ha ha! Great photos. They remind me of my hometown area in Virginia.
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