a friend met traveling

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We visited Friday Harbor this past weekend (and can't wait to go back).  One of our great pleasures was meeting the Port of Friday Harbor's official seal:  Popeye, a girl with all beholders under her flipper.  She loves attention and fish, and gets plenty of both.  I took a lovely short video of us feeding her, but it won't load, alas.  Luckily many others have done the same.

the pet seal

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I couldn't resist one more tale from Percy J. Billingshurst.  (I wish he would give names, dates, etc. Hard to fact check him.)  Today we meet a seal turned landlubber and liking it. . .

ANECDOTE LXI

A DOMESTICATED SEAL

A gentleman once succeeded in taming a seal. It appeared to possess all the sagacity of the dog, lived in its master's house, and ate from his hand. He usually took it with him in his fishing excursions, upon which occasions it afforded no small entertainment. When thrown into the water, it would follow for miles the track of the boat; and although thrust back by the oars, it never relinquished its purpose. Indeed, it struggled so hard to regain its seat, that one would imagine its fondness for its master had entirely overcome the natural predilection for its native element.

-- from Billinghurst, Percy J.  Anecdotes of Animals. London, New York: John Lane, the Bodley Head, 1901, pp. 122-3.