Otis
Otis died on Saturday afternoon, October 19th. He was twelve and a half years old. Otis was born on April 7, 2012. More than anything else, I remember the emotions driving home with him after picking him up from the breeder. Brian and I were so happy. We had been thinking about this dog and planning for months ahead of time, and we finally had our puppy. He was the light of our world and that car ride home will always be one of my best life moments. I have Brian to thank for selecting Otis. I was ready to pick out a different pup, but Brian knew Boy #3 was our dog. I am forever grateful for that. Otis did everything with us; went everywhere with us. He slept in our bed the first year and then gradually became the only dog allowed in our bed once we had three dogs (he was grandfathered in). I took him over to my parents house often, where he played nonstop with their dog Colby. We took him on vacations. In more recent years, he slept on his designated chair ...
