Otis was taken away at a young age, in the prime of
his life. He was loving, trusting, full of life and agility.
He could fly through the air, and run like the wind.
He was three when he came to live with us, filled our
home with love, and for five years was our constant
companion and friend. We will always love him and
Where you used to be, there is a hole in the world,
which I find myself constantly walking around in the
daytime, and falling in at night. I miss you like hell.