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Mr Spot needs a padded cell, dude.

So this morning we kinda lazed around in bed for a while and Spot would occasionally appear in the air as he sprung and leaped around like a deranged kangaroo. Also this morning he managed to jump on the dresser and knock down the pile of record I had put there specifically to keep Spot from them, and he's attacked the tree several times. Now he's become Mr Docile in the middle of the living room floor. Temporary relief.