So we were having a little afternoon nap to clear the lunch time sleepy beer feeling and were suddenly woken by a huge splash and then lots of thrashing and squealing and squeaking from the river under our deck.
We ran to the edge of our tree house deck and the reeds were thrashing around but we couldn’t see anything . . .
I went out onto the lawn and a huge Cape clawless Otter came bounding out of the thicket towards me. He looked back at the thrashing and squeaking and hesitated a second but decided that the croc that had taken his mate was just too much for him and he loped on down the lawn. Stopped once or twice in uncertainty but had to keep going….