How can it not exist? What does that A tiny grey body shot in front of the Land Rover. Squirrel!Mad Rogan swerved to the side, trying to avoid the suicidal beast. The SUV hit a curb and jumped. For a terrifying second, we almost flew, weightless. My heart leaped into my throat. The heavy vehicle landed back on the pavement with a thud. The squirrel leapt into the grass on the other side.I remembered to breathe. Thank you for not killing the squirrel.Youre welcome, although now I want to go back and strangle it.
