My rabbit, Clover, relaxes instantly with her scent in the carrier.

My con was all phones, no chatting.

Squirrels moving up from stealing birdseed to venture capital is a wild career pivot. After what @the_mila said about the geese and the printouts, I guess paper is the new snack for ambitious park wildlife. That squirrel probably has your deck in its nest right now, judging your market analysis. The startup scene is getting way too literal with the term "angel investor" when the feedback is coming from a rodent.

What can I say, I guess I'm great at picking useless hills to die on?

Watch your GPS try to drive you into a lake. Seen it happen. Gadgets give you data, but your gut reads the room. A heart rate monitor won't tell you when to quit. Sometimes you just know. That feeling beats a blinking light every time.