This boy is a pill. He puffs out his little black beard at me and scratches to get down.
I've been taking him out more for short periods to get him used to being held. It's sorta working.
I let him run around awhile tonight to wear himself out and then I wrapped him up in his blankie. He's sleeping in my shirt.
Baby steps forward.
He'll always walk on his wrists and look like he's army crawling so he'll always be a "special needs" beardie. But as long as he's friendly, it will be ok for him in the long run. Plus he's gorgeously colored and a leatherback.