You're a magical pony skipping across the plateau. No, no, an overweight possum with diabetes, not sure which type though, but it's manageable because you don't eat sugary snacks.
Things are good, you're in a mongoose band. You're flirtatious, but you've got the fairest lady mongoose in the land. Luscious sandy brown fur, seven nipples. Life is good.
Or is it? You'll never be a human. You'll struggle to land a major record deal because mongoose music "just doesn't sell."
Chin up though fur ball. Hearty Har were also mongooses once, and now they're destined for great things.