It's a great day for squirrel hunting!

Felix is the scourge of the forest where I live, I'm sure of it. He's out there every day - hunting - and squirrels are his favourite prey.  
For the record: He doesn't seem to actually catch squirrels very often, but he sure likes to chase them and give them hell. The forest is crawling with squirrels so it's not like he's hunting them to extinction or anything, thankfully.  

Story time: My dad is quite hearing impaired so after a venture out in the woods he came back to get me and said that I had to help him identify the sound of a "really strange bird" he didn't recognize.  
I came along and soon heard what was clearly not a bird but a very angry squirrel.  

Squirrels are hilarious when they're angry. They sort of bark at you and they hit tree trunks and branches with their tails and very clearly screams "GO AWAY!" at you.
I walked a bit closer to the noise to see what made the squirrel so angry and sure enough: Felix came tumbling out of a bush, saying "Mrrr-rrrr-rrrr-rrrr-eww!!!" (means "Hi! or "Here I come!") and then he wanted to be petted and was all happy like: "What are you guys doing here? I'm just minding my own business. Not hunting squirrels. Nope. I'm a good kitty! Pet me!" *purr, purr, purr*

Then he actually was a good boy and followed us home to eat and sleep so the squirrel could get some peace and quiet.