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kassy_51 wrote: ican, you should see the scars on my arms. I was not only his mother, but his playmate............LOL
The scares are a lot lighter now, but they are still there. Like I said, he was named Simba for a reason!
And I fed him with a bottle at first. I used the same hand all the time....OUCH, those little nails are like needles. But you know what. At times he still puts his mouth by that area on that hand that held the bottle. :)