The plastic hamster habitat shows a distorted view of life on the outside.
But it’s still intriguing.
The idea that there is more…anything…beyond what’s here.
The idea that maybe that tube will take me somewhere besides just to the other side of the habitat. “Like I haven’t figured that out,” he thinks.
The idea of running in a way that gets somewhere instead of running to stand still.
All that energy poured into a wheel that just goes round and round without taking that little bugger anywhere at all.
The tiny face peers through the plastic wall almost like there should be a letter in the post:
Harry Hamster @ 4 Privet Drive Little Whinging, Surrey
An invitation to run free
An invitation to excitement
An invitation to life