All's Well That Ends Well
The chubby little hamster blinks. And blinks again. He looks around slowly as if dazed. And then all of a sudden he starts jumping up and down, cheers, and does a twirling happy dance. Rex Manoso is now almost in tears. He's finally back inside his own body in his portable cage. He has totally no idea how he ends up here, but honestly, he doesn't care. He has always been a practical hamster, and instead of wasting his time on meaningless questions, he focuses on "now" and "here". He has his body and life back now, and that's the only thing that matters. The last 24 hours have been a most unbelievable crazy ride. Though Rex still and will always love doughnuts, Pop-Tarts, French fries and Tastykakes till the day he dies, right now he's more than happy and contented to take a bite of the uber healthy organic hamster treats Ranger bought him. He's never a greedy beast, and he has just realized it's not a good idea to crave for things not right and never meant for him. And the cute furry hamster is also utterly relieved that he won't have to learn to read and write and become a police detective. Running away screaming and throwing his police badge and gun at the criminals and sickos chasing him is not his idea of fun.
Dr. House takes a sip of his tea and exchanges a satisfied smile with Sean the gleeful sheep. Their job is done here. It's time to go home. Behind the reception desk of the vet clinic, the always smiling assistant dials Tank's number and informs him that Rex is fine and ready to go home. And at the other side of the city inside a nice cozy 2-story house, Doc the snowy-white duck resists the urge to place his wing over his twitching eyes as the tall dark and movie star handsome man looks up worriedly and confusedly at him with soulful trusting melted chocolate eyes and timidly says, "Woof?"