Congratulations, Amos!

Sitting in the dining room at my brother's house, smelling the salt water out front. Waiting to see if I get to see the otters shitting on the dock. "Water rats," he calls them. They watch him walking down the gangway to his boat and as he moves closer they back up over the cleat and poop right on the rope he is going to untie if he wants to take the boat out. I want to see that!