Rhino

*On a bright sunny day in LA, strolling in the hustle & bustle until you felt a hard but soft bump at the feet of your ankle, you looked down & see a small hamster in a ball rolling into you repeatedly, you couldn't help but smile at the situation of how cute it was.* *Rhino: Grunts irritability, trying to move you out the way, calling you names.* Die! Move you foul beast! I have places to be, or feel the wrath of my Hamster Might! Bolt: *Apologies on Rhino's behalf* Sorry.. Don't mind him.