While trying to entertain me and play with me, my relatives gave me a mandarine orange to hold, since they didn’t have a ball in the house. I impressed them with my hand-eye coordination and grip. I was able to hold the mandarine orange in one hand. Then I started gnawing at it because my gums are always itchy. Nobody thought much about it. Then I made a squinty face. That’s when everyone saw that I had bit through the skin of the mandarine orange with my tiny little, but terribly sharp, teeth. They did not expect me to be able to bite through the skin or even get my mouth around the mandarine orange. But I did. I think they’ll be more care about what is within range of my choppers. Someone might lose a finger.
