When I moved back to the cities to be closer to my girls, who live with their dad I had to make a very difficult decision. I left Otto behind with my boyfriend. He lives on 20 acres, and that’s where Otto has grown up. I didn’t want to bring him to the city and coop him up inside my townhouse all day. He’s used to running around, herding the chickens, chasing rabbits, and following his nose wherever it takes him.
I miss him a lot, but I know that he’s happy there, and I get to see him every other weekend, and we facetime on the off weeks. He doesn’t really understand how momma is in the phone and runs around looking for me, but at least I don’t feel so disconnected from him.
He’s the sweetest boy even with the tough start to life. He was born on a Texas porch with 9 other pups. His mom was a stray, but thankfully they were rescued. Unfortunately, he and his siblings got Parvo and only 4 survived. He, his 3 brothers, and his mom came to Minnesota, and that’s were our story began.
He loves going to work with his dad at the cabinet shop, taking long walks in the woods, and discovering new places. We just took him up to the North Shore on Lake Superior. He didn’t know what to think of that big lake, but he did love it.
He also loves his little sister Zelda, and when the two of them get together they play constantly. He’s a great little big brother, he never hurts her even though he out weighs her by 50 pounds.
Now you have met 3 of my furry babies. Only a few more to go, but have no fear, I will introduce you too them all in due time.