I got tagged on the wrist by my one female ball last night during feeding time. Guess she was so hungry she didn't want to waste time deciding which end of the tongs she was supposed to catch; simply went for the biggest looking meal...
Yup, I got away. Was a bit of a hilarious tug-of-war but I survived after she spat me out for not tasting good. She decided the rat I was still clasping in the tongs was a tastier option.