You decide that a squirrel is not a creature you need in your life currently. Too much energy. Too bushy of a tail. Not enough empathy. Whatever the reason, you turn away from Rob (the squirrel). You begin walking away from the tree he was on. You only get a chance to take a couple of steps before Rob (the squirrel) is on your back with one quick leap. He grasps your fur as tightly as a tiny rodent can. He even bites your ear because he is a squirrel and, therefore, a little unstable.
You choose to…
Hello, I am a bear 