There is nothing unusual about my dog chasing a squirrel up a tree, but this squirrel didn’t see Harley until he was about 2 feet away and flipped-the-heck-out.
The squirrel darted up the tree and glared. Harley just stared up at it like, “is it that serious?”
The squirrel then began making this weird bird-like noise:
Probably squirrel expletives.
Harley listens better when he’s not leashed – I’ve called him off squirrels and cats.
The one big problem we have is geese. Everytime I walk Harley around Calhoun I have to pull the leash with both hands to keep him off the geese.
I think it’s because they are big, loud, and don’t go away – they just loom around like “I’m here! Try me! I taste like chicken!”