Folks, we have a problem.
My back. In the process of trying to keep B__ from hurting himself I appear to have hurt myself. My thighs and left arm hurt from sustaining his force and my back is killing me. Fortunately my quads and biceps are strong.
I probably should have filled out a report. But I didn’t. Couple of Aleve and a beer.
He’s a tiny little guy, but when he’s enraged it is difficult. When he’s really mad, he just shrieks if you talk to him. “Shut up shut up shut up!” in his tiny but very loud voice (does make me wonder what he hears at home). Everyone is always surprised because 99.9% of the time he’s so sweet and huggable. But when he’s mad - watch for shoes flying at your face. He actually slapped at me and then ran away for a moment, as if I would hit him back (also worries me). He’s still small enough that I can pick up his whole body if I need to. He doesn’t like it, but I’ll do it if that’s the only way to get him someplace safe.