I had them removed. Their incessant howling inflicted untold damage on a newly decantered Opus I. It became obvious that the grape was under serious distress from the sound vibration, not to mention how the bouquet was being compromised because of the lack of bathing skills of these Cretans. At one point, the most odious actually stood and cast a shadow on my space, totally flumoxing a beautiful Chadwick Brie we were enjoying. Muffin was doubly distressed because her IPhone signal was spotty at best, and she momentarily lost contact with our Nanny. Our Broker suggested we move indoors to a more manageable environment, but I would have nothing of it. I wanted to enjoy his tickets and soak up the atmosphere I had heard so much about. Needless to say, security was informed of our displeasure and harmony was quickly restored. By the way, who won the tournament?