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Meet Obi, part King Charles spaniel, part poodle (I think), with fur like a plush toy.
Yikes, my neighbor Wanda agreed to watch a friend's seven-month-old puppy for the week. Chris came over with lots of equipment & a long list of dos & don'ts. None of which seem to apply now that Chris is off to Colorado: Obi refused to walk down the stairs for his walk. He pees & poops everywhere, not just on the pads strewn everywhere. I'm trying to teach him not to come across my threshold, due to the catfood he's not supposed to eat & to give the cats a sanctuary. They stayed with me last night because they wouldn't go home with the dog there.