Hopes dashed

[otterfamily]

I had such high hopes for this journal. I thought for sure that I was going to be writing happy entries about bouncing baby otters this summer, but now I am certain that this year's pups didn't survive. Scoots has "opted-out" of motherhood once again. I really thought she was smart enough to know that if she wanted to have companionship again, she was going to have to make it herself by raising her babies. But no. Scoots has demonstrated her contrary nature yet again, and she's condemned both of us to solitude until next year. (IF there's a next year.)