I was wrong. It got totally out of control today. Instead of engaging him I walked away form the craziness. As a result he started tossing around lamps and furniture and ended up in a physical confrontation with me. We smacked head and he kicked me in the shin.
As usual though cooler minds eventually prevailed and we got back to some semblance of normalcy. This is a learning thing; I find it best to just say things to ease his mind. It doesn't matter what I say or promise because he'll forget about it within a very short period. So in the future if he wants out I will tell him to try and relax and I will take him out after dinner or tomorrow and in an hour or whatever as long as his mind is eased.
What will tomorrow bring.
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