My momma never told me there'd be days like this!

I arrived at Creative to pick up Harley today and was promptly attacked as soon as I walked in the door...I mean I got knocked on my ass, scratched, attempted to bite, told that I was gonna be killed, poked (hard!!) and body slammed. I had NO idea what the hell it was all about...Sara tells me Harley had been 'eating germs' (his terminology for eating his boogers!! YUCK) and wouldn't stop...So they told him he would have to tell me about it when I got there and we could all sit and come up with a solution...

They said they've never seen him act like that before...I have scratches on my back where he clawed me....Sara probably does too...

Well, today was not the day to do this...we had to rush home for OT and instead not only could I not calm him (nor any of them could calm him) but I couldn't even get him out the door to go to the van (which was parked across the city center and in the residential part of the neighborhood because of the parking situation).

I'm sure it was lovely for all those people getting off the light rail to see me trying to calm Harley has he was chasing me and trying to scratch and claw me some more while telling me in his very loud monster voice that he would kill me...Oh well, all they have to do is ask and I would tell them what's up...

And now a post on better spirits....