Hallelujiah!

Otis gets humped a bit at the dog park. Especially by these 2 Huskies. They can't keep their hands off him. Yummy yummy fresh white young Otis meat. They're hot for him. This guy here humped him the right way round for an hour or so, then decided he'd try it the other way. The extra bonus that you can't see is that in this photo Otis has a plastic squeaky toy "Isaac Mizrahi for Target" shoe that he found in his mouth, and he's dutifully squeaking away on it as all of this Husky love is unleashed on him.

Sometimes Otis reminds me of a little Raptor dinosaur. Maybe you can see why. I picture him emitting a blood curdling high-pitched screech each time he stands up on his hind legs.

mmmmm

Don't tell.



P.S. I know, I know, he's too fat! I'm working on slimming him down!

Ian always brings back Pineapples from Hawaii. Otis thinks they smell gooood.

Running = Happy Otis

At my place, after a little dinner party. Josh, Haruko and Otis got crazy with the big red ball.

In Josh's kitchen.

I've gotten a few lovely shots of Otis with Josh. They seem to have a special connection. It must be because they both spend so much time on the stairmaster.

That's what Maija calls Otis. I think it's a fitting name.



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What a rude young man. I tell him to "SIT!" and all I get is this.

Holy Moley, look at those buns. As you can see, all the time spent on his stairmaster is paying off.

Actually, Otis isn't much of a farter. Sometimes I almost miss it. Horrendous dog gas, that is. I just felt that this pose called out for a poot cloud.