Let go of my bagel

Last Saturday, I decided to treat myself to a fancy bagel from the new café down the street. As I strutted home, my bagel nestled snugly in its paper bag, I suddenly spotted a squirrel eyeing my treasure from a nearby tree. With a swift leap, the furry little thief made a beeline for my bagel, and in a moment of sheer panic, I held my bag high above my head, shouting, “Not today, nutty bandit!”
Picture me, a grown adult, flailing my arms in the air like a mad person while a squirrel, clearly unimpressed by my theatrics, continued to plot its next move. I’m there, trying to outsmart a rodent over a bagel, while other pedestrians gawked and laughed. In the end, I may have saved my bagel, but I lost all dignity—and I think I saw a seagull snicker as it flew by!