Not Tosh

I was trying to capture some heron shots down at the shore today with Cooper in tow (not so easy to do as it turns out) and we spotted this fellow. 
Cooper, an honorary member of the Tosh Appreciation Society, thought it was only polite to make a formal introduction (and see if fellow blipper MrBroon was with him) only to be given an extremely scary look and hissy fit. I knew that it couldn't be Tosh but I fear poor Cooper may be traumatised. I showed him a picture of Tosh to convince him but he's away cuddling Blair the Hare.