Turkeys and Beavers...

Thanks goodness today is Friday and the weekend is merely hours away. 

It’s been an odd week on more than one front – at the beginning of the week, I was bored out of my tree and then yesterday, I had to work overtime.   I’m not complaining - it was nice to be busy for a change. 

As I mentioned in an earlier post this week, I’ve been suffering from some sort of seasonal allergies.  When I wake up in the morning, my eyes feel like I’ve been drinking tequila the night before and once I’m able to pry them open, they start to water uncontrollably.  I haven’t been able to wear mascara for days…it’s that bad.  My co-workers seriously think I’m going through some sort of “marital” issue…

Anyhow, the weeping and oozing usually lasts until the allergy meds kick in – usually a couple of hours.  As you can imagine this impairment is affecting my vision and I think the meds are starting to make me hallucinate. 

This morning, I was about 10 minutes into my drive and when I spot something on the side of the road.  It’s almost Spring, so my first thoughts are of roadkill…most likely a skunk.   As I get closer, I realize the thing is way too big to be a skunk.  As I get right beside it - it makes a dash across the road, but its depth perception is off because the thing runs into the side of my car.  I stop my car and I roll down my window.  At first I can’t figure out what it is and then it gets up and starts gobbling and runs off into the woods.   It was a freaking wild turkey!  A wild turkey just hit the side of my car and manages to get up and run away.   That’s some crazy shit…

I check my car – no damage.  I wipe the tears from my eyes and continue on my way.  At about the 30 minute mark, I notice something else in the middle of the road – it’s small this time and moving incredibly slowly.  I think to myself “what the hell now and what the hell is a turtle doing in the middle of the road in March?”   But to my surprise, it’s not a turtle, not a skunk, not a squirrel, not a turkey or cat.   As I’m squinting through the tears, I spot its tail and guess what?  It was a beaver!

Normally beavers are not found as far south as I travel, but there is no other explanation.  Well there might be one or two… I wasn’t wearing my glasses and I couldn’t see worth shit, but other than those two minor details – I swear to God, it was a beaver!

Only in Canada folks…