"Tossed my cap"
Rep , a stick , rock , or anything to spook him back around . A fellow moved up here from Georgia when we were kids , a little red head boy . We became friends and went hunting together often . He showed me a few tricks , squerril went in the hole at about head high , he told me to hold his rifle . He had an old suede looking hat , he dipped in the creek and kept pouring it in the hole , finally that squerril came out full steam . He grabbed the rifle out of my hand and took off running . Running and shooting . I was taken back as I had never seen anybody do this and it went against what I had been taught , safety wise , wasting bullets , and hunting manners for lack of a better word . 
I would have followed along behind the squerril waiting for him to settle down and then tried to stalk into shooting range . He did get the bugger , but he must have shot 8-10 rds . 
It was fun to watch but seemed a waste to me . 
Then another time one went in the hole and he cut a long limber hickory stick and cut all the limbs off but the end with about two or three inches of fork sticking out . 
He handed me his knife and said stick him when I bring up in the opening , lol , I thought he was nuts . He ran the stick down in the hole twisting it till he made contact , the little fellow was making all sorts of snarling , growling noises , finally he started pulling the stick out still slowly twisting it . When he got him up into the opening I stuck him right in the neck . 
Was the only time I did it as it seemed a little extreme to me , outside of pulling a couple of wounded ones out , but it worked and wouldn't hesitate to do it in a pinch for food . 
Kenneth