Comments on: I live in the Number One City for Beaver Like Mammals! http://beaverlikemammals.com/2007/10/11/i-live-in-the-number-one-city-for-beaver-like-mammals/ A friendly place to post sightings of beaver-like mammals Fri, 16 Dec 2011 16:32:48 +0000 hourly 1 http://wordpress.org/?v=3.3 By: Victoria http://beaverlikemammals.com/2007/10/11/i-live-in-the-number-one-city-for-beaver-like-mammals/#comment-893 Victoria Fri, 12 Oct 2007 01:57:03 +0000 http://beaverlikemammals.com/2007/10/11/i-live-in-the-number-one-city-for-beaver-like-mammals/#comment-893 Council members and city staff convened at a retreat this summer and put their collective heads together. After a considerable amount of blood, sweat, and tears, they came up with the following: "City of Charlottesville: A Great Place to Live for All of Our Beaverlike Mammals." Council members and city staff convened at a retreat this summer and put their collective heads together. After a considerable amount of blood, sweat, and tears, they came up with the following:

“City of Charlottesville: A Great Place to Live for All of Our Beaverlike Mammals.”

]]> By: Opally http://beaverlikemammals.com/2007/10/11/i-live-in-the-number-one-city-for-beaver-like-mammals/#comment-892 Opally Thu, 11 Oct 2007 23:52:56 +0000 http://beaverlikemammals.com/2007/10/11/i-live-in-the-number-one-city-for-beaver-like-mammals/#comment-892 A BLM is what we call a "Wug". I looked at my woebegone husband one day and called him a "wug". He asked me "What is a wug?" I replied, not so cleverly, "You're a wug!" Some time later we drove by a ground hog, aka "BLM," by the side of the road, and Wug, er, Husband asked me, somewhat accusingly, "Is that a wug!?" I had to admit that a ground hog is a wug. Since then we have discovered many wugs... and I am startled to realize that BLMs are wugs. Thank you for publishing this most illuminating blog. A BLM is what we call a “Wug”.

I looked at my woebegone husband one day and called him a “wug”. He asked me “What is a wug?” I replied, not so cleverly, “You’re a wug!”

Some time later we drove by a ground hog, aka “BLM,” by the side of the road, and Wug, er, Husband asked me, somewhat accusingly, “Is that a wug!?” I had to admit that a ground hog is a wug. Since then we have discovered many wugs… and I am startled to realize that BLMs are wugs.

Thank you for publishing this most illuminating blog.

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