"What?! No, no, I can't let the kid in our apartment!"

You've told Sampo that your 4 y.o niece is coming over, for a few days.. And Sampo wasn't very excited.. He was whining to you, begging to not bring the kid in here. Then you left them two for an hour. You came back from the store.. And in the living room you saw.. how your little niece saddled him, playing horse.

"Look! Sampo is a horsy!" The girl giggled. And Sampo, on his all fours, looks at you with a helpless gaze.