Does getting stuck in the mud happen quite a bit? Or does the fearing I'm about to get eaten happen quite a bit? Surprisingly the latter happens far more than I would actually like. [Because Cerealia was filled with alien objects hellbent on devouring her.] I'm not edible, and I can't imagine I'm very tasty. Yet I can't seem to avoid it, I'd like to learn how to. Maybe I should take lessons from a chameleon.