Not quite what it seems - I was reaching in to Freya's cage, letting her get to know me a little bit, and she was sniffing my fingers. After a moment, I had to switch from my off-hand because of the angle (I need to get her a cage stand, or preferably a new cage as the one that came with her is well-loved and thoroughly chewed on), and she went back to sniffing my fingers.
Now, when she got to my pointer finger on my right hand, she took one sniff, and bit at it. Not like she was angry, but like she thought it was food. None of my other fingers got this reaction from her, and she didn't kek at me or try to push away. But she tried to gnaw on my finger!
The only thing I can think of that I've even handled this morning prior to getting in the shower is the rubbing alcohol I used to clean my earrings before putting them back in. And a bunch got on that finger and my thumb. I hadn't handled any of her food yet, either, and I know she usually test-nibbles at my hands after I've done that. This was just... different. She wanted to eat my finger!
Now, when she got to my pointer finger on my right hand, she took one sniff, and bit at it. Not like she was angry, but like she thought it was food. None of my other fingers got this reaction from her, and she didn't kek at me or try to push away. But she tried to gnaw on my finger!
The only thing I can think of that I've even handled this morning prior to getting in the shower is the rubbing alcohol I used to clean my earrings before putting them back in. And a bunch got on that finger and my thumb. I hadn't handled any of her food yet, either, and I know she usually test-nibbles at my hands after I've done that. This was just... different. She wanted to eat my finger!