I have a severe fear of these creatures. It began at a young age, after feeding one a cartoony biscuit it got a bit carried away and attempted to have my finger off. The terror continued with reoccurring nightmares of these pesky creatures hunting in packs...mostly brought on by Jurassic Park at age 10.
My fear reached breaking point a year ago whilst enjoying a kitkat, i was, what can only be described as molested by said grey rat-a-like. Not only did it saunter off with my kitkat but with any control i had left of my phobia.
I have since missed trains, because one was guarding the platform (they smell the fear) slept in sweltering heat not being able to open my window (they are crafty). Most embarrassing was on a second date, a lovely day of pitch and put and a nice stroll through the wood...I tried to keep my cool as i spotted the conniving creature lurking in the grass, it all got to much, the conversation stopped and I had a very bewildered date watch me climb playground railings gesturing wildly at an equally bemused squirrel. Luckily this fear won me something, my boyfriend who finds this kind of looney tune behavior "endearing".
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