It started with splashing. Loud, chaotic splashing that woke the Harrisons just after sunrise. At first, they thought it was just ducks again. Their backyard sometimes attracted noisy visitors in the spring. But this was different.
Tom Harrison peeked through the blinds and froze. “You have to see this,” he whispered to his wife. Moments later, the entire family was gathered at the kitchen window, staring in disbelief.
A full gang of otters, at least six of them, were diving, rolling, and flipping through their pool like it was their private waterpark. They weren’t just swimming. They were on a mission. And they were making a mess.