So, I was sitting on the toilet and Dudo decided, as always, it was a perfect opportunity for us to spend some time together. First, he forcefully pushed the door open with his front paws. He checked to make sure I wasn't getting into the shower and then ran for a toy. (The usual routine.)
I threw the toy. He fetched it. I threw it again. He fetched it again. The third time, he returned with a long knotted-up string. We had a tug-of-war. I threw it. He fetched it. He tired of that and then raised up on his hind legs to head-butt my thigh. I took the hint and stroked and petted him. He clearly wanted to hop up on my lap. That was not about to happen.
I stopped responding to his head butts, assuming he'd leave me in peace.
Then I yelped.
|DUDO, OUR LITTLE ANGEL.|
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Annoyed by my lack of attention, Dudo bit me on the ass! Well, more precisely, he gave me a love bite (with his sharp little teeth) on the upper thigh.
The message: "Don't ignore me, goddammit!"
I of course gave him a stern lecture. He apologised.
Show me your teeth...