Wandering Pete

Pete is loving his new found mobility. Yesterday, I saw him crawl out of the living room. Normally, he makes a bee-line for the paper bag ready to be shredded. After a few minutes of quiet, I wondered where he was. I looked around and saw him in the kitchen playing by the dishwasher. He figured out how to get the magnet off the dishwasher door. He was happy, so I finished what I was doing. I walked around to where he was and noticed he was gumming something. Great, he found something on the floor. I thought I had cleaned it that morning. As I went to get whatever it was out of his mouth, he kept shaking his head and not letting me get into his mouth. A little battle ensued, I was able to get my finger inside his mouth. Upon which he clamped down (thankfully no teeth yet) on my finger. I fished out a piece of orange peel. Can't image that must have tasted very good.