Seriously? Otters in Engines?!
Right, let’s just pause for a moment and reflect on the sheer absurdity of this news. Baby otters. In a car engine. Apparently, because they needed warmth. Warmth! As if cars are now designated otter nurseries, perfectly climate-controlled havens for displaced wildlife. Honestly, I’m picturing these tiny creatures huddled amongst spark plugs and catalytic converters like its some sort of adorable, furry mechanic convention.
And the residents rallying together? Of course they did. Because what else is there to do in a Scottish town but stage elaborate rescue operations for animals that clearly chose a spectacularly inconvenient place to nap? I bet someone brought out tiny blankets and offered them miniature fish snacks. It’s all just… delightful, isnt it?
I mean, I appreciate the sentiment. Helping animals is commendable. But couldn’t they have found somewhere slightly less complicated than the internal combustion system of a vehicle? Perhaps under a nice, comfy bush? A riverbank? You know, otter-appropriate locations?
This story just perfectly encapsulates everything thats mildly irritating about modern life: people finding extraordinary meaning in the ordinary, and turning minor inconveniences into full-blown community events. I’m sure the car owner is thrilled to have spent their afternoon coaxing baby otters out from under the hood while everyone claps and takes pictures for social media. Really. Just… fantastic.
