Say Hello to the Newest Member of our Family:
Ottobahn "Otto" Plumb
I personally think Cami lost her mind on Saturday, but we have been visiting the pet store pretty regularly (my usual tactic of repetitive temptation is highly effective). This time we started off playing with some rather nippy but irresistably cute (and stupid) English bulldogs. At $4000 a pop, that's about $8000 an IQ point. After one of the puppies made Ezra bleed his own blood, Ezra was quite finished being excited about dogs. And then Cami decided we should look at the rat terrier (which happened to be the only dog in the store we could afford) and SHE fell in love with him. Hard not too- look at those big brown eyes! He's just a little guy!
So we put our money down and went the 100 yards over to Walmart (don't worry Spence, we had our nice clothes on) to buy all our doggie stuff. I'm not sure what Petland was thinking, setting up shop right next to a store that sells everything they do at half the price. Seems like poor planning to me. They actually tried to sell me a kit that included a spray to help me crate train the pup. You see, you can spray this chemical in your yard where you want the dog to go to the bathroom, and the chemical mimicks the smell of urine, so when the dog sniffs it, he wants to go pee in that spot too. I mean what a great idea! I can't think of anything else that smells like pee and is available for less than $10 a bottle. Hold on (potty break). Okay I'm back. Man, those guys are geniuses!
So now Otto is OUR rat terrier (Rat Terrier means that he's bred to catch vermin, not that he Looks like a rat... 'cause he doesn't), and he's a perfect fit for our family, right down to the fact that he loves our leather couch more than his doggie bed (which he wet the first night we had him). Ezra actually likes Otto's doggie bed more than he does.
Ezra also likes Otto's cage, which puzzles Otto greatly. Otto keeps Ezra occupied (meaning, out of self-inflicted danger) for hours, which pays for itself in spades.
Ezra is still our favorite (even though Otto can play fetch and he either can't or won't), which is why he gets cookies and Otto doesn't.
