“I Have a Beaver Problem . . .”
"I Have a Beaver Problem . . ." This was the statement that my husband made to the very suspicious dispatcher at our local animal control center as I was unhelpfully and immaturely giggling helplessly in the background. But we did!
The Foxy Weaver
I had a lot of time to think on my drive to and from Memphis recently (over 40 hours on the road by myself - I knew I had gone a little loopy when I heard this sentence from my audiobook, "she