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Every night, the last thing my boyfriend and I do before we go to bed is open the chins cage for goodnight scratchies. This is when I noticed a habit of my ebony, Morgan Freeman. Like I said, we do this at night so between 10-11pm is the only time he'll do this.
Dr. Death peers at me from the peek-a-boo window of their hut: "Night, Mom."
But Morgan Freeman rushes to the door. He's not interested in the scratchies or anything I have to offer at this point. He is on a mission. He is LOOKing for something.
My rubberband.
All my life I've had lower-back length hair so I've gotten in my own habit of always carrying an extra ponytail holder on my right wrist-just in case. Morgan Freeman noticed this one day at playtime and has since made acquiring said holder for himself. It's awefully cute.
Once my hand is in the door he'll smell my fingers, giving a few nibbles, but once he thinks I'm fooled he'll push my fingers away with his tiny paws and try to climb over my hand to get at my wrist.
Now if my rubber band is there he'll tug and nip and chew and yank at it, but nothing happens. I worry about him chewing it so I never let him.
Recently, I started switching my rubber band to my left wrist before I even open the door.:thumbsup:
Morgan Freeman is neither fooled nor impressed by my antics:impatient: and quickly pushes my right arm away searching for my left. When I don't give him my left hand he'll accept my right hand back to re-investigate my wrist, he sniffs it before deciding to gently nibble at the exact place the line for my rubber band would be.
:hmm:I wonder why he does this. Could it be he's just got it in his head he wants my rubber band? <This is what I first thought, but now that he continues to sniff and groom at the place where the rubber band should be I'm beginning to wonder if he does this because it might hold the scent of my hair?
Dunno. He's a weirdo.
Do your chins have bad habits or are they quirky, too?
Dr. Death peers at me from the peek-a-boo window of their hut: "Night, Mom."
But Morgan Freeman rushes to the door. He's not interested in the scratchies or anything I have to offer at this point. He is on a mission. He is LOOKing for something.
My rubberband.
All my life I've had lower-back length hair so I've gotten in my own habit of always carrying an extra ponytail holder on my right wrist-just in case. Morgan Freeman noticed this one day at playtime and has since made acquiring said holder for himself. It's awefully cute.
Once my hand is in the door he'll smell my fingers, giving a few nibbles, but once he thinks I'm fooled he'll push my fingers away with his tiny paws and try to climb over my hand to get at my wrist.
Now if my rubber band is there he'll tug and nip and chew and yank at it, but nothing happens. I worry about him chewing it so I never let him.
Recently, I started switching my rubber band to my left wrist before I even open the door.:thumbsup:
Morgan Freeman is neither fooled nor impressed by my antics:impatient: and quickly pushes my right arm away searching for my left. When I don't give him my left hand he'll accept my right hand back to re-investigate my wrist, he sniffs it before deciding to gently nibble at the exact place the line for my rubber band would be.
:hmm:I wonder why he does this. Could it be he's just got it in his head he wants my rubber band? <This is what I first thought, but now that he continues to sniff and groom at the place where the rubber band should be I'm beginning to wonder if he does this because it might hold the scent of my hair?
Dunno. He's a weirdo.
Do your chins have bad habits or are they quirky, too?