From Mom, 9/21/2005

I was sitting at the computer one night in my office when Anthony decided to sneak up on me & scare me. The boys loved martial arts movies and ninjas, and they imagined they were pretty good at being stealthy.

Anthony WAS getting really good at this, but I liked to lurk around corners and scare him, so the score was pretty even.

That night, I had my back to the door, and he had dropped to the ground and started low-crawling through the doorway like a soldier. Stealthily, inch by inch. I had no idea he was there.

What he didn’t realize was that the little dog we were pet-sitting was curled up on top of my feet and had already become very protective of me. This five-pound furball heard him trying to sneak up behind me, and she freaked out… jumped up barking and growling and acting like she was going to tear his head off. Anthony couldn’t get out of there fast enough, scrambling backwards on his hands and feet, trying to get up and get away.

He hadn’t been expecting that!

All 3 of us were startled, but the dog won that round.