I dont know what the word for fear of impulsive animals is...but I definitely have it. We were talking about phobias in my psych class today and i definatly think i have one. When I was 3, My damn cat brought a unnaturally large jet black crow into my house while it was living. It flew into walls and the ceiling and knocked things over until my dad came home from work and beat it with a broom and managed to get it out a window. When I was 7 i got a new hamster after my 1st one died. The thing was satan. All it did was run on the stupid wheel and try to kill me with its razor sharp teeth, so we let it out in the woods. And to top it off on Saturday night at jenns house as we were getting ready for the night and possessed blood sucking bat flew by the mirror when jenn was in the bathroom getting ready, and chased jenns mom into a bedroom, her mom locked in in a room and it was going nuts. Jenns dad had to come home and suck it up with a vacuum. All of us with manly fathers are lucky. So if squirrels , rodents, birds, bats, and any other impulsive animal were exterminated from the earth I would be quite pleased.