On July 11, 2010 I lost my Otto. He went to the Rainbow Bridge with me holding him and telling him how much I loved him. I know it was the right thing to do-to let him go-but it was the hardest thing I have ever done. I always wondered how I would know when the time came. How do you make a decision like that? I have been afraid of that day for years. And it finally came. I never thought Otto would be the first of my fur kids to leave me, but he was so sick. I just could not let him suffer. He was the best boy and I miss him every single day. I know he is running around Dog Heaven (yes, I do truly believe there is one) barking and eating as many treats as he wants. His friends are there: Finn, Zack, Sophie, Beau and Max and so many others. I will never forget how soft his ears were or how sweet he was when you got one of his very rare kisses. Otto, I will always love you and you always be my most special boy.
