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I got an email yesterday from one of my rescue orgs about a lil Shih Tzu who had happily been "fostered to adopt" but it was falling through because little Otis wouldn't stop barking at their cat. A new foster home was needed. I was sort of considering it....and my daughter stopped by to help me with something. After she left I decided Otis needed *me*. I logged back on to offer but he had quickly found a new foster home. For some reason, this morning I decided to send rescue an email saying if Otis' new home ever needed a break, or vacation I could pupsit. Later today I got a

Every day it's something new and worse. This morning I was up at 5............Otis slept in for awhile but when he woke up he made a B-line to the kitchen. I'm going to have to move the covered trash can and the recycling container from the kitchen pantry into the garage. Good thing he's not tall enough to counter surf........

Aww, cutie for sure! Thank you for taking him. Our Cavies are older, 13 now but took them in at 11 yrs. They were breeders and from a hoarding situation. They spent an abundance of time out doors and their fav snack is dirt. Yes, dirt! They dig with their snouts and consume it so I'm always on top of them outside. Lily has 1 eye which we believe she lost to one of the 100 chickens living indoors and out. She sees better than the rest of them combined. I'm guessing he'll adjust with some time, patience is not very common with most these days. Again, thank you for giving him a chance!

He's taking over the place. The more comfortable he gets and the more he learns his way around (remember he only has one eye with limited vision and is mostly deaf) the more barriers he crosses. I have let him sleep on my bed (like Shorty) because as an outside 24/7 dog for 10 years as well as wearing an e-collar because of stitches from the eye removal....it just seemed cruel to try and crate him. I also wanted him close because he *could* scratch those stitches if he works it just right. There are little stairs that go up to my bed because Shorty shouldn't be jumping (back problem)

“He's a street punk thug I tell ya” I can smell a regular storey coming on here. Hahahahahaha 🤣

The dogs had a late dinner because an errand ran late. I gave Otis more than usual and he soon settled down on my lap in an after dinner coma. But his head (ensconced in the cone) was slightly off the edge of the chair. He kept sniffing the air very slightly to the point he worried me - was he having a seizure? All of a sudden he flew off my lap.....he doesn't jump down, he puts his front paws out, kicks off and flies (remember he's missing one eye and the other has very little vision). He runnnns out to the kitchen and starts sniffing one of the cupboards like there's a rat or something in it

Thank you for taking the poor might in