He lives next door.
At first, I thought he was a stubby raccoon. But then we heard rumors of a beaver living next door.
But we don't live that close to the river... do we? Don't beavers want to be near the river?
But I look at him, and I think... yeah... that's a beaver! Isn't it?
Whatever he is, he lives next door at the condemned house, next to Charlie's. He's a pretty good neighbor for the most part, but he borrowed my hedge clippers a month ago and still hasn't returned them.
His name is Wally.
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OK, Judy thinks it's a groundhog... and I'm thinking I like that answer. So I'm going with a groundhog now. Definitely more weasely lookin' than a beaver.
Definitely a groundhog. Beavers have big flat tails...
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