Ozzy was a little otter with soft, silvery fur and the brightest, most curious eyes you ever saw. He lived with his family in a cozy house right in the middle of sunny Los Angeles. Their backyard was a tiny paradise, and in its heart sparkled the shimmery blue water of a pool. It was Ozzy’s favorite place, especially when the sun glimmered on the surface and made rainbows in the ripples. One afternoon, Ozzy’s big sister, Olive, was invited to a friend’s birthday party. His parents were busy cooking in the kitchen, arms full and eyes only half on him. “You’ll be fine, Ozzy,” said Mama, “Just play in the pool and we’ll watch from inside!” But Ozzy wasn’t so sure. He liked playing with Olive best. He peeked at the empty pool toys and felt a little wobbly inside, like a jellybean on a wiggly spoon. Just then, a soft breeze rustled the tall, swaying palm trees. The sun’s reflection shimmered...

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