My husband and I had an Otter in a pocket shirt that he found orphaned in the marsh on the Neches River when he was duck hunting. He was the cutest thing and so playful. We named him Oscar Otter. My son was only 4 at the time and that otter would do all kinds of things to aggravate him like getting on the table and eating out of his plate. He would get under the couch and nip at your ankles when you would sit down. He could bark like a dog, cry like a baby and it really sounded like a baby, meow like a cat, quack at the ducks and geese, all kinds of other animal noises that sounded just like the animal he was imitating.
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