I can see into the kitchen by looking at a wall mirror hanging behind the boys’ water fountain. It got a bit too quiet — people with kids or pets know the quiet I mean — and I instinctively looked in the mirror. Yep, Dougy was bullying his brother! Woof! Woof!
There’s Dougy. I think he’s being a good boy…
or is he!?
So I shift my focus. I think that’s Andy there. Look just to the left of the third drawer of the little storage drawers.
Yeah, that sort of fuzzy gray splotch is Andrew…!
Being mean to your brother makes you thirsty, so Dougy gets a drink.
Andy sits it out in back.
Dougy ran off to the guest bedroom, so Andy was safe to come out again.
So, it was up on top of my computer to look out the back window. Birds should be coming in just about now!
Those boys keep you busy and also bring you great joy.
How true! Of course, sometimes I have to force myself to accept invitations outside the house to reacquaint myself with members of my own species…! LOL!
It’s the same here when it gets too quiet. I try to be proactive and investigate before we get to the next stage, which is hissing or yowling. Tony is usually the culprit when it’s bullying.
My two take turns being ornery to the other brother. I’d be hard pressed to say if one is more ornery than the other….!
You are so right about kids, pets and quiet!
Though they don’t make a lot of vocal sounds, I often hear them banging around the house, your know, “the pitter-patter of tiny feet” sort of noise. It’s that lack of pitter-patter that alewrts me to look up.