Subject: [Tweeters] RE: Mountain beavers and fried starling
Date: Feb 1 12:44:05 2005
From: Johnson, Mary - MJohnson at becu.org


Greatly enjoyed your piece on mountain beavers. Nobody I've met seems
to even know they exist. I wasn't aware of them either until that
fateful day in 1986 when I stepped out of the shower in the basement
bathroom, and a mountain beaver sauntered in with nary an "excuse me"
nor even "how do you do". My dad easily caught it and relocated it to a
wild area in Burien. How it got into our bathroom is anybody's guess,
but I don't recommend the experience to anyone, freshly showered or not.

Speaking of fried starling, I am reminded of Laura Ingalls Wilder's
account of all the blackbirds that swarmed their cornfields in South
Dakota in the early 1880s. Her Pa shot as many as he could, which the
family then ate in blackbird pie as well as fried. Laura wrote that the
meat was delicious, quite succulent. It probably tasted like--oh, I'm
not even going to say it.

Mary Johnson
Auburn, WA
mailto:mjohnson at becu.org



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