The SOB bit me

and HARD, dammit! 20 minutes ago and it still throbs. An I love you, I hate you moment? Not when he bit me. Martine and Zoe and I were in the bedroom. Martine was raising her leg all the way up and placing it on my back. It might sound odd but not after you hear why. It was because my back was apparently far warmer than her foot, thus making my back a 'substituer pieds plus chauds'. Well this had me wincing & laughing creating quite a little stir in the bedroom. Zoe got in on the action first than Rachel came to join us and find out what the laughing and noise was all about. Well no place do we all gather where Duke does not so of course he was underfoot. Underfoot and unbeknown to us becoming quite disturbed by the racket. Rachel stuck her foot on my back and WHAMMO! He jumped and bit the back of my right thigh. I yelped pretty good and went to grab him as he now ran around hiding behind the ladies. See, that's what he does. Bites and runs. Remember, I told you he isn't THAT dumb. I gave him a good whack on the nose for his troubles (when I caught him) and he took off for his cage, sequestering himself. M went to go check on him moments later and he was apparently shaking like a leaf in a harsh wind. I came over and he ducked and dodged my glance. I dared stick my hand back in front of his mouth and he licked it tentatively. I guess I forgive him again but damn, it hurts.