We’re back in London! Although the animal life is less exotic, it’s still plenty cute. Here’s how Otto greets us when he comes home from daycare:
Otto’s home! from Grimbil on Vimeo.
Now that the Africa adventure is over, we’ll be switching gears to focus on our upcoming renovations. So, if you want to hear about scaffolding and paint colors, stay tuned!
In case you were wondering, Otto is still insanely cut
Nothing says love like a crazy dog, so here is Otto’s mad 5 minutes today.
Recently Otto celebrated his 3rd birthday. How time flies! Here’s a video of him showing off his tricks.
We are taking suggestions for what his next trick should be.
Snowball paid us a visit again, so Otto reminded Snowy just whose fence that is. Apologies for yet again forgetting to film in landscape instead of portrait.
IMG 0989 from Grimbil on Vimeo.
Richmond Park, with typical holiday weekend weather
We recently had a 4-day weekend (thanks Your Majesty!) so we decided to take Otto out for the lazy version of a country walk: Richmond Park. It’s a 2500 acre park so it feels like you’re in the middle of the countryside. I mean, this place is big enough to include a herd of deer as seen in the Fenton youtube video. It also happens to be a 20 minute drive from our house (thank you Zipcar!).
Ready to roll
Otto definitely loves going to Richmond. He spends the entire time either running full tilt or sniffing along with nose down and tail in the air.
But even when he is dashing around, he clearly knows where we are; there’s a certain range at which he’ll stop and turn around to give us his “hurry up” look. And if one of us heads off in a different direction to take care of a poo bag, Otto doesn’t want to move until we’re all back together. It gives me hope that when we go on a real country walk he might actually stick close to us instead of running off after rabbits. Even though his legs are only a few inches long, when he gets going he’s surprisingly fast.
Otto von Turbodog living up to his name
The highlight of the day was getting to see Otto swim, which we hadn’t seen before. I guess all the running around made him hot enough to need a refreshing dip in the pond. I was too slow with the camera to catch the 5 seconds of swimming, but I did get a shot of Grimbil helping Otto out of the water.
Our builders threw a lot of people at the demolition portion of our build, so by the end of the first week they were able to rip out everything upstairs and frame the new walls. We stopped by to see how things looked and shot another iPhone video.
I promise, the next post will have some after photos. We’re just finishing up last bits and pieces like bannisters and medicine cabinets…
If you troll through our archives there are pictures of bedrooms 1, 2 and 3, and the bathroom and water closet, but it’s hard to get a sense of how small and poorly planned out they are. So after a long day of packing up and moving all the furniture out of the upstairs, Grimbil kindly shot a video of what it looked like before the renovations. It was shot on an iPhone, so please forgive the low quality. And for our non-Anglicized readers, “manky” = gross.
Otto practices his hunting skillz on a laser pointer
The birthday boy
Happy birthday Otto! Today Otto turns two, which means he is officially an adult dog. But with his sweet face and silly antics, he’ll always be a puppy to us.
Zodiac sign: Aquarius
Weight: 32 lb/14.5 kg
Length (nose to tail): 44 in /111.76 cm
Height when four paws are on the ground: 19.5 in / 49 cm
Height when standing on his hind legs: 32 in /81 cm , although if he has his nose in the air add another 3 inches/ 7.62 cm, which is juuuust about kitchen counter height
Favorite foods: turkey, tripe, liver
Favorite place to take a walk: Richmond Park
Favorite game: Find it!
Likes: digging, cuddling, licking Grimbil’s face, going to Bruce’s Doggy Day Care, visiting our neighbors Paul & Diana, and destroying cardboard objects
Otto vs a cardboard tube. Warning: contains barking and growling
Dislikes: loud noises, unfamiliar objects
Quirks: sometimes he makes a rumbling sound when we’re petting him, kinda like he’s purring
Naughty habit: digging up the bulbs in the garden