Otterly smitten!
Daphne Neville, 82, Stroud, Glos.
Strolling through the garden, it was another frosty November morning. But with my furry pet otter draped around my neck, I barely noticed the chill.
From afar, it might have looked like I had a fur stole over my shoulders, but this cosy scarf was certainly alive and kicking!
Rudi was my tenth pet otter and he was an affectionate little thing.
‘Thanks Rudi,’ I chuckled, as he gave me a kiss on the ear.
I loved my otters
