So, this morning at oh-dark-5:00, when I was driving into work - not once, but twice did two small and squirrely squirrels dart out into the road.
I had just turned onto Brownsville Highway when the first mister (or missus perhaps) darted out. I really wish I was being secretively videotaped so I could see the look on my face and my subsequent reaction to the squirrel.
It went something like...
"Oh no! Oh no! Go! Go! Go mister squirrel! Ruuuun!"
I was banging my open hand on the steering wheel, bouncing up and down in my seat.
Phew. He (or she) made it.
I continue on the road to work and I get up the hill - and oh, dear. Another one. I saw this one coming from awhile away, and he (or she) was totally content with sitting in the middle of my lane, noshing on whatever treasure he (or she) had found... Totally not concerned with the approaching vehicle.
"No, not again! Get out of the way, ya squirrel! Go! Go! Ruuuuuun!"
More open hand banging. More bouncing up and down.
Double phew. I couldn't see where this apparently ninja squirrel ran off to.
But there was no mass in the road behind me, and I didn't go over any bumps.
There was no one on the roads with me at this hour. So I must admit that I did brake, and I did swerve a teeny, tiny bit.
I hit a cat once on my way to softball practice, and the experience was pretty traumatic...
I certainly didn't want two squirrely squirrels on my conscience.
So, be careful out there.
And watch out for those squirrels...
Especially the ninjas.