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" Otis' predecessor was a rescued Hurricane Katrina dog. He says that when you buy a dog, you're buying a lot of fun, but you're also buying a piece of heartache. His bandmates called him "PB," for "pretty boy." He had long blond hair that spilled past his shoulders — in some photographs, almost down to his elbows — and soft, vulnerable features. Over the course of his life, Allman has ingested massive quantities of controlled substances.
Although Hotaru's "affections" can easily be translated into a lesbian sort of way, (Even before being re-raised by Haruka and Michiru) for the most part, they are just best friends.
This story was originally published in 'Rolling Stone', July 9-23, 2009, Issue No. He carries pictures of the dogs around on his phone, so he can show people when he's on the road, and at his home, just outside Savannah, Georgia, the dogs scamper between his legs when he answers the front door, tracing skittery figure eights. When Allman sits on his living-room couch, they jump into his lap and scramble over his stomach and up behind his head.
They called cocaine "vitamin C." During his brief marriage to Cher in the Seventies, Allman's alcohol and heroin problem was so out of control, he famously passed out, face-first, into a plate of spaghetti at a banquet.
His idea of responsible drinking was to write out a booze-shot timetable for himself while touring.