My XYL (wife) use to manage therapy dogs at the local hospital (Glendale Samaritan Hospital, Arizona). One time she was invited to one of the local TV stations for a piece on therapy dogs. So, my XYL and I, plus one of our dogs, went to the station. The dog was a jet black Cocker Spaniel named Trouble (the name is another story). We were escorted to the production room, but there wasn't anyone there, except for one guy behind a big window. And he pretty much ignored our presence. In the production room there was a small set with two chairs and two huge cameras. The cameras were mounted on wheels and had a large cable running over to the wall.
After a few minutes the host showed up and started to set everything up. The host and my XYL were seated, with trouble in front. I was tucked off to the side out of view, but I was able to watch. I hadn't realized that the cameras were completely remote controlled by the guy behind the big window. So the cameras started moving around the production floor. Well, when Trouble saw the cameras moving, his eyes got big. He decided that he was having nothing to do with them. He immediately ran under the XYL's chair and hid.
It took a lot of doing, but they finally got him out from under the chair and proceeded with the interview. But the whole time, Trouble kept a close eye on those cameras. Trouble was very happy to go home.