Driving home from the Swarm game tonight (clinched a playoff spot, baby!), Jesse and I saw a small animal running up the road toward us in our neighborhood. I stopped the car and it stopped right alongside us. We had no idea what it was — too fat for a possum; too small for a porcupine; running too awkwardly to be a cat. Jesse hopped out and approached it. Then she started laughing — it was a small beaver! Never saw one of them trotting on asphalt before. Jesse wanted to bring it home to “save” it, but I vetoed that idea. But I did laugh all the rest of the way home as Jesse and I jabbered about the oddest animal we had seen in our neighborhood.