Not sure where we’d be able to find real beavers near our house, so the stuffies had to suffice. These are a part of my kid’s large collection of stuffed beavers. I think he picked out the most beaver-like ones. His favorite is still his Ikea Klappar Baver who goes by the name Beaver. It’s nickname is Turkey “because he’s fat like a turkey.”

We attracted a small crowd on the creek. The path from the parking lot to the trail goes through the creek bed, so it wasn’t a surprise that people saw us.  A little girl sat down and watched us for a few minutes. I suppose it’s not every day that a gaggle of stuffies gets the royal treatment!

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