We are blessed, and sometimes a little bit cursed, with otters. We have counted up to 14 of them living under our house by the sea. Although they are river otters they make their living by fishing in the salt water. The down side is that our house sometimes smells like crab paté and they have torn out much of the pink insulation under the living room. The up side is that it is an honour to have otters. They are wonderful, gregarious, wild carnivores who are constantly amusing us with their antics of play, mock fights, mutual grooming and sliding. Even in repose they seem to want to touch one another. I saw this pair on the deck just below our kitchen.