My name is Waldo! I AM A HUMAN PERSON. Ok getting ahead of myself. So today I did it, I went exploring and picked up a scent. I remembered a building, the animal shelter. Obviously I should have started there but Gary had a lot of pictures. Getting in was very easy, given that I am a dog and this is a building full of dogs staffed by overworked and underpaid drones. Poor bastards. I slipped in the back after ditching my harness. I've got spares. Someone saw me though, but I turned up the puppy eyes and they let me right in.

All of which makes sense because, as I've learned, I was a conman. Like a grifter or something, so I guess that's why people like me so much, I'm just good at being friendly. Apparently my job was to steal magic stuff. Also makes sense considering the WEIRD SHIT I've seen since doing contracts. Anyway, back to the thing, I got into the shelter and did the whole song and dance, being well behaved and they didn't tie me down or put me in a cage. The weird thing is I saw a pug. Their name was otis, and they recognized me. Which was excellent. After some charades, (I didn't realize how annoying this is.) I figured they were smart like me, so I had to get us out of there.

Waiting for otis's yard time, I convinced the folks at the shelter to let me out too. When the attendant was scooping shit, I threw Otis over the fence. They noticed though so I had to scramble. We both escaped and I brought Otis, sorry Ollie home to Gary. That was tough to deal with, but Gary's busy this weekend and I kinda promised to babysit. Dogsit.

Anyway, Ollie knew me when I was human! Apparently he's my coworker! Some sort of magical fence or something, I worked for him. He says we were friends but he seems really mad so we're working on it. Had to chat through a tablet, so I need to get a gift to do the talking thing. I don't know why I didn't do this before. Gotta get ready for the next one.

My face hurts a lot. I should mention that. Because what I did was crazy and brave.

Getting home, I had to sort out some stuff. Otis was still on the street. Finding him was easy, just had to smell out pug and scared. He has both of those. I confronted him and let him know I wasn't messing around. He told me the truth. I was cursed by a god for a trick I pulled. I guess I earned it then. Fine, whatever. Later problem. Now problem? Getting Otis a place.

Otis has some money stashed away. A couple of safehouses around town that maybe we could get to if they aren't already compromised. We found the closest one and someone was squatting there. I was able to sneak in and find some of Otis's stash, bundle of cash that we could use. Nearly got caught by a beefcake with too few braincells though. Unfortunately, I later learned, someone burned him alive in the desert. So that's fun. I guess we're back in the big leagues and we have some dangerous people around. Risks like this need to be few and far between. It was worth it though.

I've set Otis up in a new safehouse, with plenty of dog friendly stuff. He's got a computer and can at least get started with whatever it is he does. Maybe if he starts getting money again, he'll be a little better off. Gotta be tough in his dumb little body, but at least he's got food and shelter.

I went back and explained everything to Gary. He took it well, so that's excellent. I've still got a place to live and some help besides. Some sort of service dog I am right? ANyway pain killers are kicking in. more later.