The teen aged son was compromised in some way and he spent much time standing at the end of their site (directly in front of Beluga's windshield) , chewing his fingers, pacing and talking loudly to himself. It caused Lewis to feel his life was in imminent danger.
As a result, he spent most of his day in the bedroom, hiding from the stranger danger outside. I finally closed the windshield curtain and he relaxed and joined us for the afternoon. Poor guy.
He's so sensitive - I can only imagine what energy he was picking up from the two very different youngsters. He was likely appalled that Sasha just slept through it all :-))))
ReplyDeletePoor Lew!!! All his worst nightmares!! So glad he was able to come out once all was blocked from his view:) Thanks, Mom!
ReplyDeletePoor Lewis and glad you moved on Sunday - that so isn't fair and I wish people with children were as respectful as most people with dogs (who always seem to get the bad rap).
ReplyDeletePoor Lewis and glad you moved on Sunday - that so isn't fair and I wish people with children were as respectful as most people with dogs (who always seem to get the bad rap).
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