Dog otter with lunch, River Thurso, Caithness, Scotland.
Some people spend inordinate amounts of time and money to see an otter in the wild. I have seen many otters, watched them play, hunt, laze and generally enjoy life. They have all been out in the wilder places of Scotland.
This one, however, was spotted as I was standing in the middle of Thurso waiting for my sister who had a table at a craft fair. It was Sunday afternoon, a steady flow of people with children and dogs were making their way alongside and over the river. Did the otter care? Not in the slightest.
I had initially thought the head that broached the surface that of a seal, but when the tail snaked through the water and down the truth became clear. After he had caught his lunch I followed him, marvelling at all the oblivious people a stone’s throw from where he sat and ate. With the exception of my Mum and Dad, nobody else saw him.
Moments like this are to be treasured.