Here lies a bored, mopey Westie Terrier, watching in energetic agony as her people are consumed by modern technology... Even the teen is clicking and clacking - fully consumed by his tiny portable light box... She doesn't understand the attraction. They stare at their boxes of light, sometimes watching, sometimes laughing, sometimes clicking/clacking, but it never looks like fun to her. Why do they so easily forget there is SO much more fun just outside the door?