Have you tried biting him back? 
A good friend's cat used to play hell with me. The guy was an auto-mechanic for many years before we hired him and keyboard-pussified his callouses. Before that he could basically break rocks with his hands. His cat played appropriatedly, and had done it from an early age. Enter me with my pasty, flabby mitts seasoned only by QWERTY. I regularly left that house with bleeding wounds. Stupid, psychotic feline.
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There are a vast number of people who are uninformed and heavily propagandized, but fundamentally decent. The propaganda that inundates them is effective when unchallenged, but much of it goes only skin deep. If they can be brought to raise questions and apply their decent instincts and basic intelligence, many people quickly escape the confines of the doctrinal system and are willing to do something to help others who are really suffering and oppressed." -Manufacturing Consent: Noam Chomsky and the Media, p. 195
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