Poor Otis , my bunny rabbit has been put out of his usual routine this week and is a bit out of sorts. Betty, his slobbery bull dog cousin has been here for a visit while her parents traveled to California on vacation. She is a sweetheart and follows me around wherever I go. For the most part she tries to ignore Otis, as she has learned from the first ninja kick to her head that he doesn't like her much. She is a slow learner though, and either keeps trying to make friends with him, or just wants to get in his face to cause him the utmost in vexation. Usually Otis sits and meditates under the dining room table, but while Betty is around he feels safer lording over her at the top of the stairs. She, however, has been caught more than once sneaking up to Otis's carrot bowl and slobbering over his meal. Perhaps it is spitefulness for the kick received, but Otis was not amused and refused to eat the drooled upon carrots. Otis will try to sneak up behind Betty in a moment of daring, but as soon as she turns her big mug to look at him, he hops away in fright or disgust (it's hard to tell). As long as I am around they mange to stay out of each other's way, occasionally though there is a quick skuffle as Betty lumbers a little too close to Otis and he jumps at her with both paws ready to strike. She in turn barks at him and then there is an uneasy truce as I yell at both of them to behave. I need to give Betty plenty of attention because I can tell from her big sad eyes that she is a bit homesick... she is not eating with the usual bull dog gusto. But at night Gerry and I have to make sure Otis gets his proper attention too, so his jealously doesn't getting taken to extremes (he has already chewed many a moulding, which he only seems to do when he is upset.). As you can see, although he tries to act big and bad, Otis is really a momma's boy... just don't let Betty know.
