Muskrat Love

What are thought to be beavers turn out to be muskrats in an algae-covered pond off Frog Hollow Road while tooling around the Valley.

Don Davis
Walla Walla Union-Bulletin

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Don Davis
A muskrat munches goodies in the algae of a pond.

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I slowed, stopped and idled the truck backward. “Beavers?” I asked. “Yes,” Darlene said. “Well, maybe,” she added, a tad less sure about “two beavers” swimming in an algae-covered pond beside Frog Hollow Road. I stopped parallel to the pond and leaned to peer through the passenger-side window. By golly, a furry critter plowed through the green water, turning a furrow of algae with its nose. “Could be,” I said reluctantly.
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