Sounds like my house when I was a kid. Mine bit my mother when she was pulling it out of a bucket of water and pinesol. It seems like they have no respect for anyone other than its best pal. Mine slept with me and didn't like anyone else. I really miss mine too.[>:] I get too atached to animals. I cried for weeks when I had to let it go. I wouldn't go away near my house so I let it go an hour away. Check out this pic. One of my redneck friends sent this and asked if it was me....no way, I shot a 5X5, LOL.