When Otto came home, he was meant to be my kids' dog — small paws, big eyes, pure joy. But somewhere between the morning walks and the quiet moments on the couch, something shifted. He became mine, and I became his.

Now, we move together — one rhythm, one soul. He waits at the door before I even grab my keys. I know what his tail means before it moves. He's more than my dog; he's my shadow, my calm, my spark.

With Origin-88, it's not just about what we feed them — it's about what we share with them. Love. Loyalty. Life itself.

Because in this pack, it's Otto and me. And that's everything.