Well, I am glad to report he is no longer waging war and trying to run me down and inflict bodily harm!! So how did I tame the "beast?" Through tough love! I hugged him every morning, stroking is head, and talking to him. Now, I don't know if he likes me or not, but he did finally stop biting me! I would say that is a win!! I might have scared him a little with all the attention. I can just imagine him saying "Someone get this crazy woman off me!
Now don't get me wrong, he will still put his head down if I get too close, but at least he isn't biting me or breathing funny at me anymore. He had developed this weird, heavy breathing thing he would do when I got to close to his "woman." Seriously, listen.... (make sure your volume is up) Is it just me or is that the the type of breathing you hear over the phone right before the killer enters the house in a scary movie?