Thank-you for the fabulous picture of the beaver. Of course we do have beaver on the island…. somewhere. I have only seen one and unfortunately it was dead.
Gary and I were driving back home from holiday in the winter late one stormy night. We were close enough to home that we pushed well past when we could stop overnight. It was about 3:00 in the morning when we went over the Alberni Summit. The wind was breaking branches off trees and the branches were flying across the road. There was a branch that had blown directly in the path of our truck and rather than swerve on the rainy road, Gary, in his big butt Ford decided to drive over it. It was a quick decision and one that he instantly regretted as he approached the branch and saw a beaver attached to it. We stopped the truck and went back to see that we had run right over the head of the beaver. What on earth was it doing at 3:00 A.M. in the middle of the storm when it should have been snug in its beaver hut?
After checking with the Wild Life authorities, we had the beaver mounted and placed it on the wall as a testimony to overtime. Whenever either of us worked too long into the evening we would say, “Remember the beaver!”.
After I retired I started to redecorate, and the beaver had no place in my plans. I remember one day my girlfriend and I were finishing off the final touches to our bedroom, which was decorated in a fun, day at the beach theme. Gary came in and started to complain. Having had no say in the decoration up till now, Gary insisted that the beaver hang over the bed. After a long drawn out discussion I relented and the beaver was mounted at the head of the bed.