What a playful animal is the marmot: Yesterday, I watched two of them playing tag. Apparently, the bigger (male) marmot was it, and was attempting to tag the smaller (female) marmot.
The two of them coursed back and forth over the rocky field.
They twisted and turned as he attempted to make her it.
The chase ended behind some rocks that afforded a poor view, but it seems that in the marmot version of the game, tagging involves mounting and thrusting.
What fun, and for you to watch, lucky Alistair. She looks demure in the last shot. We saw one from a distance by the shore in the Pend d’oreille yesterday.