Wanna know a secret?
When I was little, I had a hampster.
I really wanted a dog, but my mom wouldn't let me get one. So,
then one day my mom told me that my hampster was really a dog on
the inside. Being little, I believed her. I asked my neighbor for a
leash, some dog food, and a dog bed. When I showed my mom, she
chuckled, gave me a hampster ball, tied the leash onto that, and
called it a day. I was a good kid. =]