Irene

I got a frantic call last night asking, well, begging, that I got and let Irene's dog Otis out, as it had been many an hour since his last potty break, with Irene and her husband, Geoff, stuck in Oregon.

God, that must have been horrid.

So I get there, get in, get barked and snarled at, but after a while, everything's all good.
I let Otis out, I play with him, then I got inside and play with the birds.
Here's my tale...