I was on a bike ride.
Oh my God what a beautiful morning.
I approached the bridge,
I had to take a sharp, very sharp, left
To get on the bridge.
The bridge is not wide enough for two of us.
One, only one.
I took the sharp turn.
Anything larger I would have seen as I approached,
And I would have patiently waited my turn.
But he was too small.
I turned on to the bridge,
All of two and half feet wide
Just wide enough for the handlebars.
And there he was.
On all fours.
I don’t know who was more shocked.
I came to a complete stop.
I grabbed the rail of the bridge so I didn’t have to put my feet down.
He bared his teeth.
Neither of us could move forward without one of us being run over.
I thought I was more scared of him
But he must have been more scared of me.
Without any warning
He took a flying jump
Off of the side of the bridge.
Death defying actually.
No holding back.
Hit the bushes and disappeared.
Scared the shit out of me
That damn little squirrel.