Today I saw a big brown beaver, and this time it wasn't at the spa.
You know you are living in the swamp lands when the road kill you routinely see happens to be critters like beavers and snowy egrets.
One time I dreamed about a snowy egret, cooked in BBQ sauce. Don't know what that was all about. I was probably hungry while I was asleep.
Today I actually saw a dead beaver along side of the road. Poor fella. I knew it was a beaver because it had a big flat tail and it wasn't my friend Sandy. She also has a big flat tail but unlike today's roadkill, she is neither a buck toothed dam builder, nor is she dead on the roadside, as far as I know.
Though I haven't seen Sandy and a dead beaver together in one room before, I am fairly certain I would be able to tell the two apart if that ever did happen.
I was sort of wondering why people kept saying I was silly in my JOHARI WINDOW.
But looking back over this entry... I think I see it now.