otter friendship
Since I had family coming for dinner (my cousin Paul from Berkeley and his wife Deanna, and their son Karl and his wife Mariann) I spent the entire morning in the kitchen getting our meal ready so I could visit. The dog walking happened at about 2, and it was raining.
We noticed the otter hunting right near the dock when we began our walk. It followed along with us all the way down the beach and around the point, about a half-mile, all the time diving and foraging and chewing and probably laughing at us for walking in the rain.
I wanted to walk back along the beach to see if it would follow us back (and I believe it would have, since the better kelp beds are back by the dock), but hobbitt allowed as how our guests were to arrive within the half-hour and he had yet to shower. So I'll never know.


4 Comments:
now i want to know too.
frowns.
Why did he need a shower? Weren't ya'll walking in the rain? You mean just getting wet doesn't count?
If you put some soap in his pockets, a walk in the rain counts as a shower *and* laundry!
How nice was that? Otters are my favorite animals.
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