Mama is CONSTANTLY telling me not to chew on all the best stuff. She's pretty smart and can always tell when I've found a string or piece of paper or chunk of bamboo -- it's like she has radar or something.
Well I figured out a way to out-smart her. If I'm chewing away, minding my own business, and she asks what I have, I just stop chewing. I give her the look that always makes her coo, and she goes back to the glowy box on the table.
Then I go back to my chewing.