Otho is a Cane Corso, stitched out of patience, weight, and a stubborn fairness. On slow afternoons Otho carries snacks the way other pups carry maps and never runs out either and lets the breeze make most of the decisions. Even the glassbirds quiet for a moment when Otho walks under the leaning tree. The old soup stalls have heard most of Otho's theories and politely keep them to themselves.