Otis passed away yesterday. He was the first pug in my life. I will always remember the day I met him in San Antonio, Florida. He hopped in the jeep, climbed in my lap and slept right there for the entire hour ride back home. It was love at first sight for both of us. He was crazy, happy, fun, infuriating, and he is the reason that Al and Erick have Rocco, and the reason Troy and I have Hershey and Bug. I miss him more than I thought I would. I am glad he won't have to suffer. Hug your dogs, and everyone else you love.
