good friend of mine and I were shooting off fireworks in the woods once. (used to buy toy guns, and duct tape fireworks to 'em and hold wars. was a blast, but another story)
My friend saw a squirrel run up a vine. He walked up to it and shook the vine violently. Small branches, leaves, and bark rained down on him, but no squirrel. Wondering if it got away, he looked up the vine......
JUST in time to catch a face full o' squirrel.
The little bugger about a foot above his face when he looked up, spread eagle, and pissed.
The little rat landed on his face, scratched the heck out of him, and ran off.
From that day forward, he killed every squirrel he saw. I have seen him give countless lawn jobs to his neighbors in his truck going after a squirrel running across their yard.