Otis is getting old. there is no sugar-coating it but Otis is getting old. he sleeps more now and he has less bursts of energy. he acts grumpy most of the time. he comes to life when my parents get here and he pays the price when they leave. he spent on of his days chasing the robot vacuum cleaner…
and the next day he was so sore he had to sleep on a pallet in the living room. let me say I know that he is spoiled but he sat in front of me and he whimpered and whimpered until I couldn’t stand it anymore. he wouldn’t let us pick him up and he wouldn’t jump so I made a soft bed for him to chill on. we know he has arthritis and so we give him a fish oil and that seems to help.
right now Otis is still feeling sick. he has a swollen toe. he is on antibiotics in hopes that it is just an infection. he has 4 days left and we hope that it will help. if not it means that we will have to talk about amputation if it is a tumor or anything like that.
we love Otis so much and it makes us both sad that he is getting older and slower but he is still so snuggly and our sweet gee.