Otis came into our hearts and our home when he was four years old. Kyle was 8 years old when he started praying for God to send him a Black Lab. And I said that any dog would have to be at least four years old because I didn’t have time for a puppy. And a week later, God not only brought us a black lab, He gave us the best black lab in the world, Otis.
We had Otis for about 9 years. We have welcomed other dogs into our home, but Otis has always been in charge and all the others looked up to him. He had a stately, dignified presence, and he had the kindest eyes I’ve ever seen in a dog. He loved his belly rubs and his tennis ball, but most of all he loved his people. As Kyle and Katie grew older, “Odie” became a “mommy’s dog”. Because of that, making the decision to let go because of his failing health was the hardest thing I’ve ever had to do. I look now at his empty bed, and my heart is breaking. When his kind eyes closed for the last time, part of my heart went with him.
Otis, We will always love you.
Thank you for being a part of our family.
| Otis |
| 8, May 2008 |
| Anne Mullin |