One of my aunts and a cousin spent Sunday night with my mother on their way home from a trip. Monday morning, while they were walking in the woods, they saw a rare species for our area, the river otter, on my parents' place. My cousin, a naturalist, was aglow with excitement when she stopped by my house on her way out of town. She gave all the details so we could search. So we have. We have walked their circuit twice. The children and I are determined to find the otter, watch him in the wild, and take his picture to document his existence.
Rural, with swamps, pastures, woods, and hills, we have great wildlife diversity. We also have much of the "shoot anything that moves" mentality. Hopefully, this little guy will safely find his way back to swamp or stay in the "bon secour" of my parents' property. Day two - otter alert!