Yet Another Dead Dog Story
Ode to Otis
Otis came into our lives by accident. My sister found him on some Craigslist-esque site that technically bans live animal sales, but somehow pet listings proliferated.
“I remembered that I don’t like pugs,” she told me on the phone. I was working at a liquor store at the time, it was just past the after-work rush and I had time to chat. “I’ll stop by and you can meet him…