Many moons ago, on a dual flight to a rustic little airport, my student (we'll call him Bob) was about to begin his landing flare when things got a little squirrely. A squirrel popped up, periscope-like, near the VASI and then made a mad dash across the runway. Thump! The squirrel had failed to hide his hide. While it was a sad day for Bob (he likes squirrels), he saw firsthand what happens when the rubber meets the rodent.
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