One morning a few weeks ago it wasn't "knock, knock," it was "ring, ring" -- my neighbor Bruce was ringing my doorbell to let me know there were otters down the way. This time I was quick and grabbed my camera. At first they were around logs in the backwater, and we watched them diving, playing and eating. Then -- they came up on the deck (and pooped) -- a mom and three babies. For otter fans, a darling sight.
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