Who let Sparky out in the riparian wilderness with implements of destruction? How did he get close enough to a beaver to cut off the tail? Now there are all those poor tailless beavers at the river, begging for food. “Will Work for Wood.” “Buddy, can you spare a sapling?” There ought to be a law.
I have 9 beaver tails that have been in the freezer for 6 months. These are actual beaver tails not the Canadian pastry.
The white patches on them in the picture are just some frost, they look fine though.
I wanted to tan them but just don’t have the time. Pick up only.
Wait, not Canadian pastry? Real tails cut off of real beavers? That’s just not funny. Thanks, Ralph. You live in a very strange part of the world.