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Then we were stuck with Otis and it was hell, so I told my family "he NEEDS a playmate!" and they said no, again, and again, and again. Until I finally exercised the subject enough so that the thought of Tootsie dying was mended. Then they finally said OK. Then Cozette came... She, unlike Otis, was about 9 weeks when we got her. I'm talkin small-enough-to-fit in-her-own-food-bowl small. Then we introduced her to Otis and Otis FREAKED OUT, he was jumping all around her with his paws stretched out in front but he wasn't willing to touch her. Then he knocked her over, my entire family yelled, his eyes went all huge, he was cowering down... If he was human he probably would have yelled OH SHEIT!
Then over the next few months they warmed up to each other, but that wasn't the problem... the problem was within Cozette... I'm not joking, she got really fat because she ate so much. She ate so much that when there wasn't food she would settle for anything that was on the dining room table. Im talking about crayons, pencils, homework, pens, chair legs, candles, napkins, wires and SHOES she loves to go in moms closet and take her shoes bring them under the table and gnaw on them, she will also eat the fluff from the inside of doggy chew toys, three musketeers, also we have this coffee table and its got about 200 small glass marbles (like the size of really small grapes) and she will prance over there and take one at a time and then just swallow them whole. We're not quite sure what's in her stomach but when it gets pumped i'm sure the vets eyes will boggle. Well, we've had these dogs for a while and we're planning on keeping them. No matter how much they eat and how annoying they get, they will always be our puppies.