Here we go again. At least Pete has stopped peeing on my bed. Now however, he will not sleep quietly with the others, he has to start jumping at imaginary insects on the bed, biting the devil out of my poor toes and when I try to get him out of the bedroom, he runs around like he is insane. On the bed, hunkered down like he is stalking something, off the bed like a flash and on top of the tv. Down off the tv and into the bathroom, up on the sink, in the sink, back on the bed. He is not confined, the damn door is open. Is this just like a "good morning" salute or do I need to consider pyschiatric attention?
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4/9/04 at 10:25am