When I was in college several athletes in my dorm (basketball players) took to chasing the campus squirrels. These squirrels were fat from being fed by students and faculty, and tame enough that walking within ten feet of them was easy, so I witnessed a couple of close calls when Mr. (or perhaps Mrs.) squirrel barely made it to the safety of a tree. Finally I admonished several of these athletes one evening that they had better stop trying to catch the squirrels. They immediately threw out their chests and approached me in a menacing manner demanding to know what I was going to do about it. "I'm not going to do anything." I said. "But you guys are liable to get real unlucky and catch one." They thought that a great joke and went back to chasing squirrels.
P.S.
The next semester one did finally catch a squirrel. Luckily by then basketball season was over, so the course of rabies shots and surgery to repair the tendon on one of his fingers did not interfere with his playing time.
