Henry
When I was about 8, I had a hamster named Henry.
I used to throw him at the curtains and he would invariably catch onto them with his sharp little claws and clamber up towards the ceiling.
One day, some relatives were visiting and I decided to show them how well trained Henry was.
I threw him at the curtains, he bounced off and fell on the floor.
The room fell silent. I picked Henry up and took him back to his cage.
He died not long after, but then hamsters don't live long anyway.
( 4Q just lurking, Thu 31 Jan 2013, 19:54, Reply)