The beaver one is pretty mellow, came up to the weir in the morning and heard a lot of splashing (not unusual). Crack the lock on the door and open it up and there's a beaver in this thing swimming and diving and freaking out. Had to hop in with a hand net and try to scoop this pissed off beaver up and out the door opening so it could continue on his merry way. This was not that long after the story came out of the beaver attack in Belarus -
https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Beaver_attack so I was a bit worried he'd gnaw off my twig.
The best one is we had otters get into the traps - and otters are a LOT smarter than beavers. So they'd sneak in at night, eat the eggs out of a few female salmon, and swim out the fyke by morning. The ODFW wildlife Bio had us take out a live trap to try to relocate the thing away from the buffet. He also gave us a rag and some shoulder length leather welding gloves. The plan was, we had to piss on the rag to bait the trap (we tried with fish carcasses but no go) and then if we did catch a pissed off otter we had to grab it with the welding gloves and check if it was lactating. So flip it over and squeeze a teat. If it was lactating we had to release it as it had kits nearby and couldn't be relocated. I went to school to work with fish, not get scalped by a pissed off momma otter as I searched for a teat. Luckily otters are smarter than most fish biologists and we never trapped it.