That one time I went to your mom’s house to let him out… He wasn’t happy I was even there. I had to open the back door, and hide across the room until he felt he was doing it on his own accord, and not for my benefit.
To be fair, he didn’t know you, and he was stressed out having so many people he didn’t know suddenly come into the place where he lived. I had to stop taking over to the house when we were emptying it out after Mom passed. It really stressed him out seeing things moved out, and seeing his world taken apart. I didn’t realize how bad it was for him until that moment. Once I realized how much he was mourning, I did things different with him.
That one time I went to your mom’s house to let him out… He wasn’t happy I was even there. I had to open the back door, and hide across the room until he felt he was doing it on his own accord, and not for my benefit.
To be fair, he didn’t know you, and he was stressed out having so many people he didn’t know suddenly come into the place where he lived. I had to stop taking over to the house when we were emptying it out after Mom passed. It really stressed him out seeing things moved out, and seeing his world taken apart. I didn’t realize how bad it was for him until that moment. Once I realized how much he was mourning, I did things different with him.