John likes tape.
Yestderday, after he tore a limb off my pepper plant, John pulled out a long strip of Scotch tape. I wasn't happy about that either.
This morning, he got a hold of the tape dispenser again, but this time I let him play with it. When he pulled out the tape a little, I tore some off and left it stuck to his hand. John went to the middle of the kitchen and started throwing his hand up in the air, the way he does when he's throwing a ball straight up. He was trying to get the tape to fly off his hand, but of course it wouldn't go. He was smiling as his hand went up three or four times and then he gave up.
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