More like the dog had an Otter in them
Whiskers wasn’t your average sea otter. Rather than hang out with his own kind off Nootka Island on the west coast of Vancouver Island, he would often come ashore t…
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One day the dogs were down by the rocks barking and Whiskers pushed a log towards them, daring them to jump onto it and come even closer.
Pat recalls thinking: “‘Don’t go out on there or he’ll have you and you’ll wind up dead.’ Whiskers was a smart animal.”
None of the dogs fell for it. Not then, at least.
A dark cloud descended on the cove a couple of days later. The Kidders heard more commotion and cast their eyes toward a ramp on a wharf.
Tuk was floating in the water — drowned.
Whiskers was there, too, copulating with the carcass while parading past the other two wildly barking dogs.
“He’d go back and forth, holding Tuk’s head up out of the water,” Pat relates. “He was humping it. It was so bizarre. We had never anticipated anything like that.”