Once when I was stopped on a path in a local forest, a Chipmunk came running at me at a high rate of speed. It ran right up my pants and leaped into my shirt pocket. A second later, a big ol' puddy-cat appeared and looked at me as if to say "Have you seen my afternoon snack around here?"

Once the cat was satisfied I wasn't a Chipmunk, it continued on his way. I walked a ways and fished the trembling 'munk out of my pocket and let it go. Then I went back to my bike and continued my ride.