Harry was born on Thanksgiving weekend, 1999. He was curious and investigative, any noise or smell would get his attention, even if it got him in trouble…it’s a good thing he was so cute! He was the most athletic of the bunch—extremely playful and he loved to run and bounce around.
At home, Harry was very independent, not much of an attention-getter. He loved the head scratch and snuggle, but as soon as there was a three-second pause, he was off to do something else. Despite his independence, he and his brother went everywhere together and were rarely separated. He and William were attention-grabbing stars wherever they were seen.
Later in his life, he slowed down. But, he still had his fun-loving personality and always wore a smile. Being the last of his line, he was true royalty. He wanted to be wherever we were, and had a comfy spot in every room. He lived until the ripe-old age of 15. He was loved and will be missed.
William was born on Thanksgiving weekend, 1999. He was Peyton’s nephew and brother to Harry. He was a pleaser…he used to get excited when receiving praise. William was always very well behaved and got along well with other animals and people. He was always looking for ways to get your attention, and will lay or sit next to you, as long as your hands can scratch.
William was slightly timid and not the most out-going of the three in a social setting, but he got into nature and was the most adventurous. He loved getting in the shallow end of the pool. William had many brothers and sisters distributed throughout Los Angeles. They frequently had family reunions to get together and play. His favorite toy was a tennis ball.
William was regal and easy going. He was not a high maintenance, fussy personality. He was definitely unique, and could make anyone feel special with his attention and presence. He touched many lives and will be dearly missed.
Peyton was born on Super Bowl Sunday, 1996. He was loyal and playful but had no problem telling you how it was. He was the uncle to William and Harry and loved to engage his nephews. Peyton thoroughly enjoyed a day at the beach or at the dog park. He didn’t play too much with other dogs, but loved to play and run with his dads. He had also been a part of every Internet venture that Robb started.
Peyton came from a long line of poodles in the Ottenhoff family. He looked a lot like his father, but didn’t like to kiss as much as him. Despite his size (he was 65 pounds) he considered himself a lap dog, expected as much, and couldn’t understand why other people didn’t think of him the same way!
He was very opinionated and easily worked his way into any conversation. If he was sleeping and didn’t want to be bothered, he would have let you know! He was master of the office and the home and was very direct at getting attention when he wanted it. He loved going for car rides, with his head out the window and the wind in his hair. And he always got very excited when you asked him if he “wanted to go!” He will be dearly missed and remembered fondly by many.