So I looked out the fron door today and saw something bounding across the field. It took a minute to register. It was an otter…almost three feet long. It came up in the yard and looked around, then it went back into the swamp. I had not seen one in many years and it was a few hundred feet from the edge of the swamp. I wonder what it was doing.
It was almost as exciting as the alligator snapper that crawled up into the field to lay eggs last year. It was about a twenty pound turtle. I had never seen one that big.
Cool.
I can beat that, though.
I saw one run across a guy’s driveway on Kavanaugh in Little Rock, Arkansas, at least three miles from the Arkansas River. I thought it more likely that he had escaped from the zoo, which is closer than the river. He had no clams or otter chow, broken or otherwise.
Not to disparage you, LavenderBlue, but woodchuck and skunk (and racoon, and in the Northeast, whitetail deer) sighting are strictly amateur stuff. They’re all suburbanites in any area with dense enough housing. Otters are a little trickier.
Aww, the most I’ve seen is an overweight marmot perched outside the Pizza Hut. Although, not initially knowing what it was, I thought it was a gigantic gopher.
I am so jealous. I would looooooovvvve to have otters living close enough to me to grace my yard. Dangit. Oh well, at least in spring time I have baby bunnies.