Context: I could n't do much more than kick at him since the pole was needed to keep the shelter upright . Obviously well rested , I woke at 5 am to high clouds . Yesterday 's lazy habits were behind me however , so I left camp at first light hoping I 'd have tent free of mouse bites to return to .
Question: What were they kicking at ?
Option 0: A raccoon .
Option 1: None of the above choices .
Option 2: A rat .
Option 3: A mouse .
Answer: 3