Otters are a playful lot. RO is definitely an otter, no doubt about it. As soon as he saw that I had orange juice, he was in my lap thinking up new "games" to play. Heck, maybe he already had these stashed away, and he was just looking for the right opportunity.
Does RO like OJ? Not that I'm aware of. But, he did seem to enjoy poking at the cup with his nose and watching the OJ and ice slosh around. This went on for a bit. However, I soon realized that RO was calibrating the power of his hits, gradually ramping up the intensity and becoming perilously (is that a word?) close to creating a mess. At that point, I called him off and drank the orange juice. So, he moved on to honing his skills in other ways.
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