This evening as I sat in front of the TV with my 2ft long BP, Lucille, she bit me. Ouch! I wonder what that was all about. She had been moving around in my hand and I would put her in my lap and she would try to crawl away. I was just thinking about how docile she was when I felt this sensation on my arm. Her mouth was wide open and she was trying to close it on my arm. At first I thought, how cute, she is yawning. Then I realized that was no yawn. She drew blood everywhere her teeth touched. She was serious. She didn't strike. Just bit. Anyone want to analyze this?




