That bullet almost nailed me! Whizzed right by my head no kidding!
I was walking through the forest today looking for some food (as I do) when all of a sudden I hear this loud BANG and feel something whizz by my head. I look behind me and there a massive smoking hole in the tree right behind me. Must have missed me by inches. I whipped my head around and saw a human with a BANG stick pointed at me and it looked like that human was planning on making that stick bang again. I am not one to overstay my welcome, so I started sprinting away from the human and back to my home in the rocks.
I’ve seen what happens to my kind when they are struck by bang sticks.
I was foraging through some human’s leaving circles outside their warm box and saw a small colony of humans through a glass box sitting around a warm fire. And wouldn’t you know it, they were lying down on my Uncle Fred’s dead body. His mouth was open and he was looking all surprised. (I would be too, if that bang stick hit me). Uncle Fred wouldn’t have minded a human lying down on him. He was into all sorts of stuff. But I imagine he would have wanted it to happen while he was alive. To suffer this indignity now, while dead? With his eyes still open? No. He wouldn’t have wanted that.
So I’m glad that bullet didn’t nail me. No offense, but I don’t want humans to lie down on me. Now if you’ll excuse me, I have to go try and catch a fish with my mouth.