Cinquo de mousy took a
one-way trip to Silver Lake right after breakfast. Then there was a tremendous beaver attack
between the house and lake.
Unfortunately, and very frustratingly, the beaver got a toothache after
the third tank of gas… wouldn’t start, then, if it did start, wouldn’t rev up,
then, if it finally would rev up, worked fine until I shut it off, then
wouldn’t start… Got all but one tree
down, which helped the view from the house somewhat, though considerable limb
removal will next be in order.