Here, let me hold your head underwater…

…with this forked stick that just happens to be lying about…  Seriously.  If it wasn’t the crutch that Mark Fashioned for Wes out of non-existent tree branches high up on the mountain, Mark manages to find the perfect stick-pole with a notched end to use to keep the Otter from attacking while he frees it from the trap!


The look of terror on the Otter’s face suggests that they are sentient beings with the capacity for abstract thinking and self-awareness… So what must he be thinking while the man is hold his head underwater?  What if the otter is injured? Will “Doc” have to minister to him?  Will we name the otter only to have to return it to the wild?  Why do I care?