Answer:
I'm carried by mad animals. What am I?
The homes of tiny creatures that collect in corners if you aren't vigilant about dusting.
Though desert men once called me God, today men call me mad. For I wag my tail when I am angry. And growl when I am glad.
They're actually great swimmers now, but later they will become excellent hoppers.
Holding two swords and eight spears. Dressed in a cow-leather tunic. He peeks through a hole in the door.
As round as an apple. As deep as a cup. All the king's horses can't pull it up.