...a bird cage!
"Hey! Whoa! Wait a minute!" you exclaim: "What do you think you're doing?"
Kim half-smiles, apologetically: "I'm sorry, little one. But, I just can't stand the thought of you being poked and prodded by a bunch of stuffy old scientists. You're better off staying here, with me. For good!"
With that pronouncement, you immediately try to escape. Jumping off the kitchen table top, to your death, is preferable to captivity! Unfortunately, for you, her right hand is quicker than your shrunken legs. As a result of which?
You become her pet for the rest of your life.
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