Today Joey decided to try to fly into my face to steal a cracker, but he didn't get it. It was comical because he was only a foot from my face, sitting on the back of the couch, but flew a few feet away and back to get there from a better angle.
He'd had a very tiny bit of pretzel cracker last night, so I wouldn't allow him any today. If it wasn't for the salt I'd let him have them more often, but I only give him the the tiniest bit every couple of weeks.
I suppose I need to find him some unsalted ones so he can have them more often. Usually I can distract him with pellets, but today was one of his persistent days.