Just Pass Me By

I think, I talk to Otis as if he was a child, instead of telling him simply no, it’s been ouch. Last night I was talking to my dad’s dog sitter and I guess Otis felt I was on the phone too long. He came into the bedroom where I was with my husband because our Dog sitter is a advocate and there have been some things going on, and I was sharing with her my concerns if we have to move. Frankly rent each month has been a challenge and we are worried if they move it up any higher or if we have to find a new place to live, how to come up with rent and deposit the thing is I can’t lose Otis neither. Otis has got me through a lot and well frankly I am not welling to give him up. I will be working part time it’s all I can manage between being dad primary caretaker, a full time student, and a wife with more then enough house work. I love dad but you know when things in life start changing and you have my personality you worry when you don’t try to find solutions. She gave me a lot of helpful insight, and gave my info to someone else.

I was sitting on the bed and Otis came up, so I started petting him and scratching him behind his ear. Otis decided he bite my hand, not hard but hard enough for me to say ouch bad Otis. So I lift him be, and then he bite me again, No Otis that hurts. So I started petting him trying to get him to be happy I guess and he started attacking, okay time to play with kitty but on the bed is not the best place for us to play and I know this we have a air bed and all we’d need is Otis clawing it.

Otis must be feeling attention starve or something because he been doing a lot to get my attention, must need to give him more time.. I should start taking pictures of him being naughty, but I have so many pictures, I wonder if I am going to need a new memory for the cellphone. Well at least Otis has been hiding behind the tv stand