Well, I has beed thinking about it, and as much as I is not admitting to being wrong. (That could never happen right?)
Maybe the little guy not so bad?
He not snapping at me anymore, although he still not like to share.
Sally came to stay at Grandpawents for a couple of days and she did not seem scared by him. She just shoved him out the way and played with him.
I managed not to freak out too much when he sat right on top of me!
And… I has played with him. He really likes to play chase up and down the hallway!