Phod: "It wasn't my fault. It was like an accident. I was just scared."
Lady: "Where you scared or angry?"
Phod: "Mostly scared. It was like you triggered the trauma of my early life when I was abandoned."
Lady: "I can see you were paying attention when I was working on the trauma course last week. And here I thought you just slept in my office while I worked."
Phod: "Nope, I pay attention sometimes. You know from your course that triggers can cause a fear response, and that is what I had."
Lady: "Let's say you did have a fear response when the Man accidentally shut you out of the bedroom the other night. After you had an accident downstairs, you came to the door to ask to be let in. Why didn't you just come to the door right away? We would have let you in."
Phod: "I was so re-traumatized I didn't think of it."
Lady: "Ok, if this is what you say happened. Can we try in the future, if the Man thinks you are in bed and you are not and he closes the door, that you knock first?"
Phod: "Ok, I will try."
Lee: "I would have anger peed and pooped if you locked me out. The room is mine and I should have access whenever I want."
Lady: "I know Lee, that is why I was just clarifying with Phod what happened."
Phod: "I would never anger pee and poop, even if I was very sad that you have gone back to work and had a busy weekend and have not been with me every minute of the day, and I am the saddest boy ever, made more sad because you locked me out of the bedroom."
Lady: "Oh Phod, we love you. The Man really thought you were in bed. He didn't mean to shut you out. We would love to be able to stay home every minute of everyday, but we have to work and go out and do some things. You are still getting love and walks and you spend most of the day sleeping. I am surprised you notice we are gone."
Phod: "I am sorry. I miss you a lot. Please don't shut me out of the room anymore. It is very scary when you do."
Lee: "If there is more pee and poop on the floor this week, it is because I am anger doing it because of our mistreatment. Think of it as my protest."
Lady: "Oh Lee . . . . ."