Spying a duck, Peter quickly drops his teething ring and lunges for it. Grasping it in his pudgy hand, he brings it up to his mouth and begins sucking on its head. Making gurgling sounds, he is content to just sit there. Until he spies his next target. Dropping the duck, he topples to the ground and rolls over. Lying there, watching patiently he slowly moves his arm. He rests his arm on the floor. With one arm on his chest and one next to his victim he waits. Slowly he reaches up and places his hand on Cana's white fur. Unbeknownst to Cana, he is not simply going to pet her. Strategically placing her fur between his forefinger and middle finger, he closes his hand and pulls. Cana, caught off guard, turns her head, jumps up, and runs away. Giggling, Peter rolls over and continues to play with his duck.
