I'm so down with O.P.P. (Other Peoples' Pets). If you're out walking your dog and I see you - chances are, you're getting stopped and like it or not, I'm going to spend some time loving your pooch. Here's a picture of me with what had to be the raddest, happiest, silkiest pit bull puppy I've ever had the privilege of accosting on the street.
Look! It's Charlie! (aka "Shitty! The WonderDog"). So the story here is that Tara was super broke so she took a 10-day dogsitting job that she found on Craig's List not remembering that she's going to be in Cancun for the last few days she's agreed to watch him. So I decided to be a good friend and take care of him for her.
He was an Pekingese that had at one time been abused by his previous owners. So at first he was very nervous around me and didn't want to be touched at all (which was fine with me, because to be perfectly honest with you, Charlie's fur smelled like ass).
