I nearly injured a squirrel with my bicycle, but in the end it injured itself. I was commuting along a paved bike path, and the squirrel did that back-and-forth thing ahead of me. First I tried to slow down, and then thought I was going to get past it safely, and finally it ran straight at me from the side at full speed. It miraculously ran under the center of the bike, being missed by both the front and rear wheels, and missed by both of my feet on the pedals—and ran headfirst into a big metal utility box that was directly on the other side of the path. With a sickening thunk. A much-slowed-down squirrel wobbled away. I felt so bad for it.
Here’s a unicorn chaser for readers here 
and some get-well flowers for the squirrel 
(though it is probably long gone by now even if it came out of that event okay).
