Likes: Momma, eating, momma, chasing the laser or flashlight, momma.
Pet-Peeves: Anyone that is going to hurt momma; Fireworks
Favorite Toy: The laser or a flashlight.
Favorite Food: Anything - he is truly a chow hound.
Favorite Walk: Anywhere
Best Tricks: He is so smart! He will help carry the groceries from the car, give momma a kiss, give daddy a kiss, bring momma the food bowls. I wish I was a better trainer because he learns so fast.
Arrival Story: Otto was a "free to good home" dog. We got him as a ten week old puppy. His mom was a rottweiler and his dad was a german shepard. He was a momma's boy the minute I picked him up and held him on my lap for the ride home.
Bio: Otto is a very good boy. He is shy with people at first. Some people are afraid of him because of that. He loves playing with his "little" brother Sirius, and wrestling with him. Otto will share his bed with his little sister Nellie and he gets sad when she is not around. We found out by accident that he loves to chase the flashlight during a power outage from a tropical storm. We need to save the batteries in the flashlight so we got him a laser. He will chase that thing all day until he drops!
On 10/29/09 Otto lost his fight with lymphoma. He fought so hard, but in the end the cancer went to his spine and he couldn't move. We are shattered... he was the very best boy and the center of our family.
Forums Motto: Anyone want to play chase the laser?
I haven't had the heart to update his page, but Otto passed away 3 weeks ago today 10/29/09. He had rallied so many times over the past 6 months, but the cancer overcame him. It went to his spine and he couldn't stand, walk, or move. At least that part came on quickly so he didn't suffer.
We are so devastated. He was the smartest and best boy. We didn't realize how much he was the center of the family until he was gone. We are so thankful to have our Newfs to comfort us especially our newest, Gandalf, who is so goofy it keeps us laughing.
Well doggie pals, I'm still one sick pupper. I still have an infection or maybe even cancer. My eyes have filled with pus, and I can't see out of my right eye - maybe permanently. Ma keeps putting all sorts of drops in them every time I turn around. And I get lots of pills poked down my throat. I'm not ready to give up, though.
I almost died last week, but thanks to a great vet and prayers from my pals, it looks like I'm going to be okay.
To make a long story short, the metal plate in my left knee got infected and had to be removed. It took going to 4 vets before the orthopedic surgeon knew what it was. So he removed the plate and screws, but the reason I almost died was that my platelet count dropped dramatically before surgery. I was in the hospital for 5 days before my count was high enough to go home. Boy, was I glad to be home! I still hurt and have nasty infection draining from my leg, but each day I get better. The only bad thing is that I can't jump on the bed... hope I win that swell petLINENS bed!
Thanks so much to Dr. Kirsch and all of the hospital staff that took great care of me even though I got scared and then scared them by grumbling at them.