OB's sudden affection was making Gramer's life a little complicated. She was already fostering a cat in her house, and had a little dog, whom OB liked to, well, kind of attack sometimes.
"At the time I had nowhere for him to go so I put a small shelter in the yard," Gramer said. "It broke my heart every time I would look outside where he would lie on my stairs. He would meow as if to say, 'Let me come in.'"
Finally, the cat Gramer was fostering in her house found a home, and OB got to move inside.