There really isn't a particular "place" he goes outside. Things just kinda.... fall out or leak. And because of the fact that he's Otis, he poops about 45 times a day. It's become a joke around here. "OMG! CALL CNN! OTIS IS POOPING!!!!!!!"
We have the most colorful lawn in the neighborhood, with its bright and happy chewed up crayon pieces mixed in poop...
Yeah.... Otis. That's my dog.
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