I took the hounds for a walk yesterday down our dirt road to the end where a Cable truck with a cherry picker was there repairing a neighbor line, when they saw the trucks and started sniffing all around, then they spotted the guy up in the cherry picker. ARROOOOhhh ARRROOOhhh. The went crazy. The dude up in the bucket shouted down, "hey why are they howling at me?" I said, as far as they are concerned you are just a fat squirrel up in a tree. He laughed at first, then caught the "fat" part, and just gave me a dirty look. As we were walking away I shouted up to him " Have a good evening squirrel man." No response.....