Yes, this our new buddy, Oslo. You’ll see how swanky his massive ears look. When we first saw him I think each ear weighed 5 lbs…they were so full of hair and all matted. Thanks, shelter, for taking care of the dumbo ears. On the ride home from the shelter Cooper drove and Oslo inched his way towards the front so he could put his head on Cooper’s arm. Yeah, he knows how to win us over. He is a little stinky and we can’t bathe him for 10 days until his surgical endeavor heals, but we’ve given him a couple of sponge baths in the meantime. I smell. The first night he was great although my motherly instincts wouldn’t let me fully sleep…I was constantly wondering what he was doing and what sort of mess I might wake up to (even though he was right next to my bed all night). I think I only slept a total of two hours that night. He appears to be fairly housebroken already but we have to train ourselves to remember to go out every two hours and not three (i.e. our plants in our home have found a new watering friend). We need to teach him to enjoy his toys and chase after balls…so far the only thing he wants from us is lots of love. I think I can do that!
Author: Ali Carras
At a very young age I lost site of my mom in a local grocery store in Boulder, Colorado. I did, however, have the smarts to go to the customer service counter. The kind woman at the counter asked "What is your name little girl?" My reply: "Assi." The woman gave me a look like, "Are you playing with me you little devil?" but she proceeded to blast on the loudspeaker the "We have a lost Assi at the front of the store." Customers throughout the store gagged and giggled, but my mom knew exactly who the woman was referring to: the mullet haired little girl with a tongue too big for her mouth, wearing a leotard, skirt, tights, and jelly shoes (with florescent green laces in them...even though they didn't need the laces). A shy little character for whom every little detail in life was a huge thing. I am pleased to report that today I am able to fully pronounce Allison (aka Ali), but the Assi pseudonym has always stuck, evolving into Aszi. As for the shy little character for whom every little detail in life was a huge thing? Some things never change.
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