I’ve enjoyed getting spend some time with Otto over the last week or so. He is probably hands down the world’s best dog.
We got Otto in 1997 — right after we moved to Phoenix and just before we entered the oh so lovely eighth grade. I’ll spare everyone the story of what a difficult transition that was, but little Otto came to the rescue and cheered us up whenever we were feeling blue. There is really nothing quite like a puppy to cheer you up… especially when he’s adorable and about the size of a baked potato!
It is hard to believe that was thirteen years ago. Otto is still around, acting like the same old puppy, just with a little gray hair, a little arthritis, and a lot more dog toys.
Here he is about a year ago donning an autumn themed bandana and some gray eyebrows.
Very distinguished.
And here he is today… a little wild looking, but all in one piece, and still about the most loving and loyal dog you could ask for.
love the photo of baby Otto! Thanks for posting, Em, and please give Otto an extra scratch behind the ears for me! :)
Thanks for reading! I’ll go check on Otto right now :)