I was coming home the other night, and had to cross a flatbridge. (It's a bridge, and it's flat) And who did I happen to see, but, Bizet Teh Beaver. Bizet looked to about some business or other, and I let him go about his bidness.
I'm wondering if he has set up house under the concrete piles...Footing there is treacherous in daylight, so I wasn't going looking.
I should note this is inside the city limits, less than a mile from my house.