Tee hee!
I knew a trapper called Singed Fur. If I was a trapper I'd be called... Never mind.
Fisher for my eyes.
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A field biologist friend of mine says no doubt about it; its a fisher.
I saw one with my own eyes in the same spot last winter, except it was bigger. Amazing the way it moved across the forest floor and over/under logs; it didn't walk, crawl or trot. It "flowed".