I wasn't attack but I thought I was going to be. After it was over it was quite comical. I think I was 14, I was squirrel hunting behind my folks house. I saw a nest in a tree and saw a big vine going up into the nest. I went over and started jerking on the vine. The squirrels came out and started going up the tree. I took a couple steps back and fired my shotgun and hit one of the squirrels. It started falling and as soon as it started falling I saw it spread it's wings and it was falling straight to me. I freaked and stepped way back. My first thought was, " A bat". But then it floated back to the tree and started going up it again. I fired and got it. It turned out to be a flying squirrel. That thing was huge when it was all spread out, but when it shirveled up it was about the size of a tiny mouse. That little bity thing almost give me a heart attack!!!!!