"Although he does not know it, Sleeky the otter became a friend of mine one summer when my family and I were staying at a cabin deep in the north country woods. We were guests of John Miller, a friend of ours who was the game warden for the area.
At first the woods around John's cabin seemed empty and lonely. But soon I found that one had only to move softly and keep his eyes open to get to know the animals that lived there. This was how I met Sleeky the otter."
At first the woods around John's cabin seemed empty and lonely. But soon I found that one had only to move softly and keep his eyes open to get to know the animals that lived there. This was how I met Sleeky the otter."
