Thereby lies a tale

Was up at Barnalusgan this evening just minding my own business when I heard a massive splash. There was Mr Beaver heading out to the middle of the loch. Abbiedog had got his scent but the beaver was faster. Anyway we carried on walking round the loch throwing the wee pig for the dogs. I was then three quarters way round when I realised the dogs had left the pig somewhere by the loch. I backtracked and found the pig and was just almost at the slipway when boom the damn beaver shot from under a tree root into the water. I almost had a heart attack! Two encounters in one evening. So that's my tale or should that be tail.