Carried on with training yesterday and a game in the pm. We took the car to the 'spa' and had her done inside and out. Made an appointment to get the recall issue repaired. BBQ steak for dinner followed by a Kevin Costner movie.
Here' s more of the story.

 “I am called Pond Water.”

 “Hmm, a strange name even for a human. I am called Beaver and to thank you for what you have done I would like to offer you a second name, you may choose to use it or not but I will always know you by that name.”

 Pond Water stared at Beaver then said, “I would be honored to accept a new name from you.”

 “Thank you we will know you as Beaver’s Friend.”

 “Beaver’s Friend. I like that I am proud to be your friend and will be proud to be known to everyone as Beaver’s Friend.”

 Beaver turned away and spoke to his child in noises that Beaver’s Friend could not understand. The child replied then reached out with one small paw and touched Beaver’s Friend on one hand then turned and slid into the water.

 “If you will wait while I work, I would like you to meet all of my family, they will be here shortly.” Beaver said.

 “I will wait and I will help you with your work.”

The two the beaver and the human boy turned to the two felled trees, Beaver’s Friend took out the knife he carried on his belt and cut the small branches while Beaver patiently chewed the two trunks into short lengths.

 While they worked, Beaver’s Friend said, “It’s strange that because of what you must do to gather food that the Great Spirit didn’t make your tail so that it would support you better.”

 “Yes, I know.” Was the reply. “I think it could have been an oversite as it is the same as Muskrat’s tail and he just eats roots and leaves and doesn’t work like we do.”

 Beaver’s Friend grew silent and a thoughtful look came on to his face, he worked on in silence. Beaver kept busy chewing and watching out into the lake he had created.

 Finally his watching was rewarded when one large head and three smaller heads appeared then his mate and three children shyly crawled out next to the chewed and cut branches.

 Beaver said, “This is my or rather our new friend and I have named him Beaver’s Friend.  Beaver’s Friend this my mate, she has a beaver name but because of the children she is called Mother. These three are Dive Deep, Worker and the last who you have met is called Wanderer.”

 The three little beavers just stared quietly but Mother came close to Beaver’s Friend and said, “Thank you Beaver’s Friend we hope you visit us often.”

 Beaver’s Friend smiled and said, “What I did today was because the Great Spirit sent me but I believe he sent me for one more reason. The wood is all ready and while you move it I will make something for each of you. ”

 For the next couple of hours the beaver family worked steadily dragging, pushing and storing the cut up trees.  Beaver’s Friend searched for and found a small sapling from which he carefully cut, carved and smoothed six small boards and four larger ones. He drilled several small holes in each board. When they were finished to his satisfaction he climbed up the bank and searching about he finally found several long limber wild blackberry vines. Carefully oh so very carefully he stripped of the tiny thorns and the first layer of skin from the vines and carried them down to where he had left the small pile of carved boards.