I’m really glad they decided not to whack the Martinez Beavers, as I was fully prepared to take my children and plunge into the creek and chain us all to the beaver house … enclosure … village … whatever.

We were prepared to do whatever it took to save those darling little creatures from the evil, gun-toting, uniformed men … until it got cold and/or dark out. Or I got hungry. I think anyone could understand that. Unless they live in a tree in Berkeley or something.

Seriously, did the city of Martinez really think they were going to get away with this? You can’t have classrooms full of children adopting furry little creatures acting as downtown tourist attractions, then suddenly decide they have to go.

It’s not like beavers are squirrels. Which is another matter entirely.