This is the last photo I have of Otis as far as I know, probably taken in January 2012. Taken on the bed that Paula and I shared. I have explained how Otis was alternately screamed at and banished from the bed by Paula, allowed on the bed as long as she wasn’t on Paula’s pillow, or invited on the bed for a “snuggle with mum,” to my confusion, and to poor Otis’s confusion and anxiety. The photo was taken in rare moment I had alone in the house with Otis, when I was able to give her some peace and comfort.
To understand more about Otis and what happened to her and to get to know her, read my previous posts:
If you’ve read these previous posts, you know that my lingering question has been, “What really happened to Otis?” The basic problem was that I didn’t know the laws in the UK dealing with when police could demand that a dog be put down, my wife’s cruel words echoing in my ears, “Your dog has been destroyed.” All of the people asked unanimously told me that it could not have happened the way my wife claimed, but they weren’t “dog people.” The wouldn’t have known applicable laws.
Just recently I was having a conversation with a British friend who has dedicated her life to rescuing dogs and saving them from abuse and harm. It dawned on me that she would be a good person to ask, since she was English and she worked to protect dogs from abuse.
My friend’s response, edited for privacy and grammar and my emphasis was:
Hi Terry, what an awful situation for you. We have new laws now for dogs that could create that situation. But at the time this happened those laws were not in effect, so no that would not have been the scenario at all. Of course, I cannot answer what actually happened to Otis, but no he would not have been put to sleep for biting. The new laws only came into effect this year.
I’m so very sorry you had someone like this in your life Terry.
We had a neighbourhood dogue de bordeaux that attacked my [dog] a few years ago, then a few days later bit a child badly enough to need hospital treatment, and that dog wasn’t put to sleep, so a 14 lb little guy would never have had that happen. hugs Terry
(My friend doesn’t realize that Otis was a “she,” as explained in my previous posts.)
So a little more truth uncovered…
In honor of Otis and how she saved my life, a few more random tidbits to do with her. She was loved by everyone who knew her EXCEPT my wife in whose care she met her demise.
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