My Four Legged Son: Otto

While I don’t have any human children of my own I do have a four legged dog son named Otto.  Otto is a pug and he is 12 years old and in my opinion just the cutest thing in the whole world.  For those of you who know me, you know that Otto is not my dog he is my baby.  I talk to him all of the time like he is a human and while he doesn’t say anything back I know he understands everything I say.  My husband thinks I am crazy and will often say things like “you know he is a dog right?” or “you know he doesn’t understand you right?”  And I just ignore him because he is foolish when it comes to dogs.  He never had any pets growing up so he doesn’t really get it.  But that’s ok because Otto loves him anyway despite his “I don’t get dogs” disability…see that’s the great thing about dogs they LOVE everyone and don’t discriminate!

I mean seriously how could you NOT love this face:


I got Otto when he was a puppy and was just about 10 weeks old.  I will never forget when I first saw him and I just knew he was THE ONE.  I was deciding between him and another male pug.  The other pug puppy wanted nothing to do with me…he was busy playing with a dust bunny on the floor.  But Otto kept coming up to me and I remember looking into his big brown eyes and asked “are you Otto?” and he tilted his head as all pugs do when you talk to them as if to say “well of course I am who else would I be?”  And that was it, I paid $799 for him and he was mine.  From day one I treated him like a baby.  I even wrapped him up in a “puppy blanket”to bring him home because it was February and he was just so little and precious.  Even now at 12 years old he loves to be wrapped up in a blanket and held like a baby.  Every night I tuck him into his bed…again my husband just shakes his head.  But Otto LOVES it and is snug as a pug in a rug:


AND that is his puppy blanket!
Sadly Otto was not my only four legged child.  I also had my little four legged girl Maggie who was also a pug.  We had to put her to sleep last summer due to her failing health but she lived to be almost 14 years old.  I adopted Maggie when she was about 4 years old and she was the sweetest little girl.  From day one she was always by my side and wanted nothing more than to be loved and treasured. And she was!

Here is my favorite picture of  Maggie (left) and Otto (right):


For those of you who own dogs or other animals as pets, you know they are not just pets but members of the family.  Especially for those of us struggling with infertility, our pets are our “babies” and comfort us in ways that no humans can.  They know when we are sad and when we are happy.  They make us laugh and are by our side when we cry.  Otto and Maggie have been through so much with me and have always been by my side.  I was heartbroken when I had to say goodbye to Maggie and I will be heartbroken when I have to say goodbye to Otto (who btw is going to live forever).  I would like to honor our infertility fur babies and say THANK YOU for always being there through it all!

Here is one more of my favorite Otto pictures…he just loves playing opossum in the backyard laying in the sun: