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This evening, I found the carcass of an otter on the beach by the pier.
It was Scoots.
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After sitting quietly beside her for awhile, I buried her higher up on the beach.
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And so, after two decades, it is finally over. In 1986, I set out to follow the daily lives of a mother otter and her young. Twenty years and 5 otter generations later, it has all come to an end, here, now.
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I feel like a father who has outlived all of his children. These otters became my family after I lost my own in 1985. But all these years on, my otter family is gone now, too. I can't even begin to express how sad and empty that makes me feel...
It was Scoots.
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After sitting quietly beside her for awhile, I buried her higher up on the beach.
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And so, after two decades, it is finally over. In 1986, I set out to follow the daily lives of a mother otter and her young. Twenty years and 5 otter generations later, it has all come to an end, here, now.
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I feel like a father who has outlived all of his children. These otters became my family after I lost my own in 1985. But all these years on, my otter family is gone now, too. I can't even begin to express how sad and empty that makes me feel...