I was super pissed this morning when a squirrel ran out in front of me while I was on my bike.
“You wretched little animal!” I thought. “You almost made me crash!”
Now that I’ve had most of the day to think about it and consider the fact that I almost squished, flattened and killed that little squirrel, I’ve come to the conclusion that he was probably a whole lot more pissed about our encounter than I was.
And perhaps rightly so.