little bitty girl

I am not sure why I haven't blogged about this yet (from my out West trip) because it really is one those funny-weird things that just happened.

When Stef and I were at the sea otter section at the Seattle Aquarium, we were witness to one of the most private and yet normal acts done by all living things. Yes, indeed. We were witness to sea otter fornication.

It was quite an interesting sight to behold, especially surrounded by inquisitive children and shocked parents.

"Stef, where are those otters anyway?"

"Oh, there they are....awww...that's so sweet! They're hugging one another while they're swimming. Oh, what are they DOING? Oh...OH!"

I felt slight embarrassment for the male otter who was being slapped after some frantic underwater humping. (I don't know why, but I have this weird habit of being embarrassed for someone else when they do something embarrassing publicly. One of the main reasons why I can never watch Borat).

"How do you tell which one is which?"

At this point, the sea otter flips on his back and shows a very pink, very large otter penis. Squeals from children ensue.

You know what the weirdest thing about this is? This is not the first time Stefan and I have witnessed some animal fucking.

The last time we were at the Toronto Zoo, we got to see a lion creep up to a lioness, do her from behind, roar really loudly, walk away and then passed out. The lioness simply looked annoyed while a woman with her two children muttered under her breathe, "How typical!"

And the weirdest thing is that we're not big animal sanctuary go-ers. I think I've only been to a zoo/aquarium a total of 6 times my entire life. I just think to myself, "Why us?"

I am glad the animals get to have their fun while they're in captivity. After all there must not be much else to do in there, but for me it's like watching weird animal porn (or a car accident). You don't want to see it, but you just can't look away.