Otto is still here

He had a sleepover at a goat farm (I had my fingers crossed on that one) but it didn't work because of some landlord problems with the farmers. He would have really liked it - he ate several kinds of poop (duck is his favorite, but he's not that picky) and got to tromp around the mud and chase chickens.

He's going to get an ad in the paper soon if the big people who feed him (our "owners") can't find him a home. This house isn't big enough for the both of us.

Here's where he did the sleepover. It was too good to be true.