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This is Otis, in a photo taken five or six winters ago. He’s now 12, more of less. We’ve had him since he was six months old, more or less. He and a littermate were abandoned in a park in Wenatchee, Washington. My Dear Old Ma and my wife had been conspiring to get me a dog when she came upon Otis at the local animal shelter, where she was renewing her dogs’ licenses.
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