Me hauling out a large beaver from a dam break set.
Boys with a beaver on a foot bridge. The chunks missing from the bridge are from another beaver that we caught in a snare.
Clayton and Jamison struggle to hold up the 47 pounder.
Thanksgiving Day 1999. Hard to believe I had food poisoning and felt like I was going to die.
My first under the ice beaver.
Boys pose with the ice beaver.
Me with a beaver I caught after work in the snow.
We have a nice sized woods behind the house just full of opossums.
Here's one that Tori (my dog) treed and I captured alive. After the picture I released it unharmed.