"Knowing my luck, probably a rat," or similar varmint. She would be content to land on cat or squirrel, to go about her business unbothered, or bear, to really keep people at bay, though like she said before, bird is the word. The learning curve might be painful but she would like to know what it's like to actually fly, not just hurl herself through the air and land in a small crater. Total control, from liftoff, through soaring and all the way back down, Jess can't imagine anything better.