A poor little chipmunk. On his morning stroll, looking for food and friends no doubt.

Out of nowhere he's struck. Dazed, he looks up and just as his life is about to expire he sees the red bike flying down and the rider looking back in surprise.

I am that rider. I was shocked. I didn't even know what the hell I rode over. Then I looked back. Seems a little chipmunk strolled out into where he had all right being.

We just keep taking, and taking their land. Nobody ever thinks; when are they going to take it back? If you think about it, it would be an easy victory for the animals.

To rap things up, I was struck with guilt. I could not even get on my bike for about a week. I know I didn't act malitiously, but still.