Mommy's leg is NOT a scratching post!

One of the first things I learned about cats is that they need a place to scratch so when Duncan came along, he got a new scratching board, a new 3 level cat tree with a sisal scratching post and inherited the one room cat condo with attached scratching post (a piece of tree with bark included!) that was originally Gus' and I figured we were all good.  Right?  WRONG!  He does use the scratching board but I have yet to see him go near either of the scratching posts.  Instead, he comes over, flops down by my foot, wraps himself around my leg and goes wild, kicking and clawing, sometimes even biting away at my ankle!  I understand all about the attacking hands thing and if I were to rough-house with him, I'd expect to get bitten and scrached, but my poor leg is just sitting there not doing a thing while I crochet, watch tv, toss the mouse (Yes, Duncan retrieves like a real pro!  More on that later!), flash the laser light and basically revolve around the furry new center of my universe!  Hmm.  I wonder what Jackson Galaxy would have to say!