This is your reminder to generously tip your wait staff.
Of course you didn't see a squirrel with you gawking at your ice cream cone in every other panel. Just take the cone off your nose and get back to eating it--it's fine! You should be glad he just stopped suddenly to not hit a squirrel and didn't just drive into a brick wall to end the suffering he calls life.
I guess Wilberforce doesn't get to go on a Sunday drive and get ice cream either.