So like any normal household, we have a couch that is right near a window. Rael loves to sit on the back of the couch and just look out the window for hours if I let him. So it's just like any normal day, I just pop him on the top of the couch and sit down to turn the TV on. Then all of a sudden he does something really weird. He hunkers down flat on the couch, and he gets this almost terrified look on his face. He goes from bright orange to black within a minute. :shock: As I move to pick him up, he is slowly, ever so slowly inching himself closer, with terrified eyes on me, not even paying attention to the fact that he is almost falling off the couch. I look out the window and up in the sky but can't even hear or see anything. So I of course grab him, he precedes to snuggle as close to my neck as he can. THEN I see that devil plane far off in the distance. I can't even imagine how he even saw or heard it. Poor baby, it took me a good 15 minutes to calm him down. He looked so pathetic and scared. I would have thought it was just a fluke, but today he preceded to do the same thing as a plane flew over again... Squishing down into the couch and slowly making his way towards me with that wide eyed look. It took a long dancing session and a good 15 minutes of, awww whose a brave boy ?!?!?! whose a brave boy?!?! while petting him for him to calm down again. My poor baby...