We took a short drive with the youngsters, about which more later perhaps. Along the way we observed two yearling deer grazing quite near the road, and a bit later we saw this little fellow. We followed him along the way for a bit. He stopped and stared at us, then turned and headed the other direction. He did not seem unduly alarmed, but rather he seemed to be thinking, "Are you looking at me?"
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This is great! I haven't seen a fox in years.
I saw a fox here not too long ago. Good to know the rain up there is making it inviting for the wildlife to come out~
Oh, what a find! I love it when you see them. Scrawny little dudes, aren't they?
We don't have foxes, but we do have weasels. The kids reoported seeing a white one a few years ago.
We have deer, though... Scads and scads and scads of them. They've eaten everything. Even when I thought my 8-foot apple tree was safe.... :(
John, it was a great sighting; lots of fun in nature's realm.
Shelly, we, as well as the wildlife, are enjoying the wetter weather. Today is sunny, and we enjoy that, too.
Lin, scrawny, indeed. BBBH wondered if the poor thing was starving. Naa, just skinny.
Rebecca, I was stunned a few years ago when my dogs caught a weasel in the yard. In town. No, it was not a pet ferret. Northern weasel.
From the scowl, I infer that the deer girdled the apple tree? Rabbits did that to a number of our smaller trees during a freeze-out two years ago.
That's a good sighting. He may look scrawny, but isn't that how foxes are supposed to look? I'm always struck by pictures of working men from the 1930s and earlier. They looked scrawny, but it was actually a better BMI than modern folk. And they could work!
So pretty is the fox...remember when women would wear them around their necks - glass eyes, little paws and all? It creeped me out then and would probably make me barf if I saw one of those "stoles" or whatever they called them, now.
Chuck, let's not talk about my bmi; and work? no thanks. :-)
Grace, I do remember those. People are so strange.
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