The morning ritual around here is: after eating, to storm the back door and race around the house. The dogs are forever hopeful that one day they will be able to catch a squirrel. They are however anything but quiet in their pursuit. I let them out the back door so the squirrels have a fair chance to dash from the bird feeder to the front yard trees.
As usual, this morning's chase ended up with four Chinooks looking up at scolding squirrels. By the time I was able to get my camera, the others had lost interest and only McKenzie was left on guard.