Hamster on Piano

Normally I'm a little afraid of hamsters. This fear originated when I was in the third grade and took the class pet home for a weekend. The one rule (told to me by both the teacher and my parents) was: do not take the hamster out of the cage unless there is an adult around. Ever since I was a tike I've been all "Eff rules. I'm too smart for rules to apply to me."

Long story short. I took the hamster out of the cage. It nibbled my finger. I freaked out (I didn't have a lot of exposure to live animals in my youth) and dropped it. It ran under my little white bookshelf. I lifted the bookshelf up to look for it. Put the bookshelf down. Well, you know what happened. Don't make me re-live it.

My fear diminished a bit today after seeing this. Now I want both a hamster and a piano.