I always joke with Jon that my spirit animal is an otter. I mean - they float around, eat and play day after day. Life goals. Okay, maybe not really, but still. One of my favorite highlights from our Summer coast trip was swimming with the otters in Morro Bay. There was a little band of them hanging out in the water not far from the shore, and I made an impulsive decision to hop in with them in my shorts and shirt. Best decision ever. They were so interested and curious as to what I was doing - about three in particular took special notice and kept on swimming closer and closer trying to figure me out.