A little about me...
Story we were told was little Obi was picked up as a stray somewhere in Michigan. He came to Washington to be fostered and got in a fight with the resident dog over food and lost his eye. When he found us, he still had stitches where his eye used to be and his name was Charlie. Our lives have been changed forever now that Obi has arrived! We have had him for about 4 years and not a day goes by that he doesn't make our lives brighter. He is the best little guy EVER!