I looked at him, he looked at me, and I realized something had to be done. So I decided to do a “preemptive strike”. I grabbed him, put my arms around his neck (don’t forget that I am only 4 months old so my arm/finger control is not that great), pulled him toward myself and … bit his nose! Boy was he surprised (including my father). Anyway, I think I did the right thing and I am proud to say that there are no (bear) sleeper cells in our household anymore. Mission accomplished.
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