Yesterday, I noticed my world famous ' hunt cat' under my truck looking up. I was wondering what he was doing when I heard that irritating sound only a squirrel can make coming from beneath my truck. Looking under the truck I saw nothing. But that call was still coming from the truck. After looking everywhere under the truck, and finding nothing, I decided to lift the hood. Carefully I raised the hood ( had a broom stick in my hand ) and sitting in the engine compartment was a squirrel. Just sitting there, glaring at me and keeping an eye on the cat at the same time. I had visions of that damn squirrel latched on my head biting the crap out of me. Gathered up as much of " hey ya'll watch this " I poked at him with the stick, he refused to budge, much less run. Encouraged that he was not latched on my head now, I began to poke him with more vigor. Finially he made a dash for it with hunt cat close behind but not to close. I don't think the cat wanted a squirrel on his head either.