Animals don't run from you because they see you as a predator, they run away because you're fucking annoying
Imagine you're peacefully going about your day acquiring food for you & your family and playing with your mates and then this mentally ill animal begins violently screaming relentlessly, non-stop, for hours at a time. You would assume something is fatally wrong with it. It must be dying or is being eaten alive. That's what you are to an animal when you use power tools, blast music, mow the lawn on a tractor, etc. And the animal is fucking right. You're mentally ill. You're making the commotion of an animal in the throws of a nightmarish death for zero fucking reason. Pack your bags kids, we're getting the fuck out of here.
Or when you're taking a hike in the woods to observe wildlife; to an animal you're basically a child predator. If an animal was just loitering around your property, peeking in your windows, and had nothing better to do with its time than watch you like you're some kind of pleasure-object for its satisfaction, you'd run the fuck away too.
Have you ever noticed how in nature documentaries all the different species of animals will spontaneously organize to share the same space with each other near water and food sources? They'll pack in tighter than a headline crowd at Warped Tour and feel just as sentimental leaving. Do you know why that is? It's not because they handed a secret password to each other beforehand, or debated in 20 international conferences to excrete a peace treaty, it's because they have a real fucking purpose there and they're not raping the vibe by screaming violently with every fucking thing they do. They run from you because you're fucking mentally ill.
On behalf of all the animals who constantly take the high road and quietly move their business elsewhere: fuck you.