OK, I am not cut out to be a dog sitter. My brother has been gone since Wednesday morning and the dog is kind of going crazy. She acts like she needs to go potty, but nope. She whines, she jumps around, she wants to lay next to my mother, so I put her on the couch where mom is sleeping, and she jumps down. She acts like she wants to sit next to me, I pick her up and she squirms out.

I guess I’m just used to cats getting up in my face when they want something.

My mother also told me I needed to park my SUV in the garage. “This is not a safe neighborhood.” I’m thinking, “I live in a townhome complex with only covered parking spaces, so my SUV sits out all night, every night and I don’t worry.” Oh well, I’ll move my car sometime this evening so she’ll be happy.