This is Euston. He is named in the tradition set by Paddington Bear for using London train stations as animal names. Why Euston? Because he was born three years ago at the M’ewstone, an island off the south Devon coast near Dartmouth.
He was always inquisitive and extrovert. Seals supposedly hunt by sensing water disturbance by fish but he seems to have detected the salmon sandwich which I have bought for lunch and put in a cool bag under the front hatch. He likes to swim on his back parallel to my boat to have his tummy tickled. A less lovable characteristic is his habit of spitting fishy saliva with a loud snort.
