Oscar The Orphaned Sea Otter
Hello Me Hearties,
This story I relate to you is partly true and only the Wheel Barrows name has Changed to protect the Innocent.
When I was a young Laddie Buck no more than Eight or ten years .There hung around the Landwash in Summer time a young Otter not much bigger than a young Crackie Dog or as Mr.Stan called them.Pea Soup Dogs.
No sign of any other Otters in the area.The Old Folks said.”Must have come in on the Ice last Winter.
We named him Oscar figuring it would be a good name for a little Otter around the Bay.
Now ya see Oscar was very tame and would let the kids cuddle him and take him around the Landwash in there arms.
One Brother and Sister Showed up with Poppy’s Land Rover.That is what they called there Wheel Bardell(Barrow) The Old folks called them Bardells must be a word from Ireland.”Yes me Son ,Rocks over der as big as Bardells.”
When father heard about kids carrying around the Otter.He was not pleased.He said that is a Wild Animal,It belongs to the Sea.Help put it out to sea and don’t go darning it.Because you never darn a sea creature or the Sea.Everybody knows that.Young Robert came along who was a tad on the big size for his age.Plenty of Cods heads to eat that summer in 65 as fish were plenty and money they got for fish was scarce.Might as well eat em while ye can.Anyway Robert took a shine to a kid’s new 18” Bike and decided to take it for a ride.Now it could have had a defect in the Metal because when poor Robert sat on it.The Bike Cracked in Half.Then like a Mad Politician he was arguing what we just see never happened.
Anyway back to my Story.One day Oscar vanished never to be seen on our Rugged ,foggy Shores again.One kid said.”Maybe Oscar is in Heaven with Nan and Pop and our old water dog Frank and another kid chimed in with and also our kitten called Puss,Puss.I am not sure how to end this story and it is getting a tad stale.As my late Aunt Bridge would say according to my older sister Rosie.”Now Honey,This is between Me and You and the Wall.”Sure One half the World was born to torture the other half.Nor to worry about people talking behind your back.Sure,they are only talking to your Stern anyway.Until next time,See Ya!!
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