This is the most difficult stage of any relationship, isn't it? When you're so angry or frustrated with each other that you don't want to look at the other person, much less speak to them, but you can't bear to leave the room, because you love them, and you're hoping that they'll speak first so things can get fixed. I hate that. I think Bessie and Fred hate it too. I may have to step in here as a third party, do a little mediation. I think Bessie's pretty steamed with Fred, still, about that whole jumping stunt he pulled.
Of course, I'd feel a little better if I could actually talk to these two, or at least read their minds. It would help if I knew whether Fred was thinking of jumping because he was suicidal or as a cool stunt. I'm tempted to pull the whole "I'm not talking to you" thing myself. Grr.
Until I write again (or until the cows decide for me) ...