Tell me I didn't ask Santa for that Fisherprice toolbelt

This is me and Fred, The World's Greatest Hamster. Shortly hereafter, he smelled the cheerio residue on my hands and bit me.

3 years later, Fred will ironically die on Christmas morning. My mom will tell me she saw him climb into Santa's sleigh and fly off to the North Pole. I will feel confused and a little betrayed by both Santa and Fred, for years to come.