After the nice man set Amiti down at the table with the 4 hamsters, he stopped crying to a sniffle. His legs still hurt a lot, but seeing the furry little creatures made him forget a little of that pain. Then a lady came by with more cookies and if Amiti wasn't already half out of his mind from pain, he probably would have questioned the ears and tails coming from the woman. [color=a187be]"I might not be a hamster, but what do you think about foxes? Especially ones that bring you more cookies, eh?"[/color] Amiti slightly giggled as he grabbed one of the ears and pulled a little to hard on accident. [color=39b54a]"Oh. Sorry."[/color] He fidgeted a little in his seat, and then managed to eek out a smile through the pain. Amiti felt torn between the two, while he loved hamsters, the lady with the interesting ears and tails was well... interesting as well. Amiti ate another cookie and left a little of it left. He stretched his hand towards one of the hamsters which began to growl at him. He paused, did the hamster just growl? He shook the thought out of his head and began to pat the hamster. Eventually he started petting it. Once he was finished, he took the remaining cookie piece and little more of another cookie and offered it to the hamsters as a token of friendship. He then looked at the interesting woman, and thanked her too for the cookies. He was about to get out of his chair but stopped when he remembered how much his legs hurt. He felt like he wanted to cry and almost started again but tried to stop. He put his head to the table and tried to grimace through the shooting pain. He didn't know what to do, he wanted to go home, but how would his grandpa believe his story?