Hamster didn't waste a second - he scouted around the edges of the new area, sniffing out any gap or opening in the barriers. Damn! Still trapped! He began burrowing into the carpet.
Puzzled, my friend made an even bigger enclosure. And the hamster again sniffed out the edges and began burrowing and scratching fiercely at the books.
My friend gave up and put hamster back in the original cage, where hamster took up his ferocious burrowing again, single-mindedly working for freedom with every breath in his body, every movement of his limbs, every thought in his head.
"There is a patience of the wild - dogged, tireless, persistent as life itself."
- Jack London, "The Call of the Wild"