"Psychic."

This morning, I dropped my cousin, who is living with my family now, off at her church. On the way home after dropping her off, I counted (withing a 15 minute time period) six or seven squirrels in the road (dead, of course). It was a sad sight to behold. A couple of hours later, I sent a text to my cousin asking if she was ready to be picked up. She replied, telling me she had actually been in the middle of sending ME a text telling me that in fact, she was ready. I send one word as a response.

"Psychic."

After turning onto a back road in my neighborhood that would let me out onto the main road (117th Ave), I recalled the many, many squirrels from earlier. I thought to myself, "A squirrel's going to run out of this field to my right and I'm not going to be able to stop in time."

10 SECONDS LATER (maybe less than ten...)

A squirrel ran out of the field to my right and I wasn't able to stop in time.