I wonder how rare it is to look out your front window and see a fox no farther than four feet away. The only thing between us was the pane of glass and his fear. Out of the wooded area behind the house you could tell he was skittish, his head darted back and forth alert for danger from all directions. He was magnificent, I say he because I was close enough to distinguish his sex.
The only other fox I’ve seen in all my days was a tatty one, molting his winter coat and skeletal. On a trip to Lunenburg, I braked to watch as he trotted across the road in front of my car. He was very sad looking. His head hung low and his step lacked pep. He was either old or sick or both but definitely not happy.
The fox outside my window was vibrant and lush and similar in size and look of a medium sized dog. They sport an interesting face with their pointed nose and dark eyes, very spiffy in their dapper fur coat. My mind imagined petting him, the tail looked as soft as a feather boa, no wonder the rich and famous covet their fur. I prefer it stays on the animal and wear a faux fur guilt free.
He looked right at me at one point and all I could think was “wow”. A children's memory surfaced and this Foxy Loxy seemed to say, "No, Ms. Little, the sky is not falling!" Such a rare and close up sighting left me in awe. I wished my cell phone had been handy I would have snapped a picture but as I ran for the camera he was on the move. He seemed to have a purpose as he immediately ran next door and down the end of their driveway to bury his nose in the bushes. There must have been something there, the scent of which was carried by the wind because he was on a mission and determined. He dug a bit before a car drove by and scared him off. He then ran up behind the house and was gone. The camera I grabbed had the wrong lens so I couldn’t zoom in for a close-up and what I did capture isn't worth showing as it looks like a red blur on a background of grass, but then I found this photo on the internet that looked exactly like him.
I came away from the experience feeling kind of lucky. Wooded creatures don’t present themselves often. We get a lot of deer that seem to like posing for pictures or being stared at from windows but smaller critter sightings like rabbits, fox, raccoon and porcupine are rare. In my 57 years I can count on my left hand the sightings; that’s two raccoon, one porcupine and two fox. I see plenty creatures that have fallen victim from tires along the highway, but as far as live ones go I’ve not been very fortunate. To gaze upon the beauty of nature is a privilege. Nature certainly knows how to create beauty everyday!
The only other fox I’ve seen in all my days was a tatty one, molting his winter coat and skeletal. On a trip to Lunenburg, I braked to watch as he trotted across the road in front of my car. He was very sad looking. His head hung low and his step lacked pep. He was either old or sick or both but definitely not happy.
The fox outside my window was vibrant and lush and similar in size and look of a medium sized dog. They sport an interesting face with their pointed nose and dark eyes, very spiffy in their dapper fur coat. My mind imagined petting him, the tail looked as soft as a feather boa, no wonder the rich and famous covet their fur. I prefer it stays on the animal and wear a faux fur guilt free.
He looked right at me at one point and all I could think was “wow”. A children's memory surfaced and this Foxy Loxy seemed to say, "No, Ms. Little, the sky is not falling!" Such a rare and close up sighting left me in awe. I wished my cell phone had been handy I would have snapped a picture but as I ran for the camera he was on the move. He seemed to have a purpose as he immediately ran next door and down the end of their driveway to bury his nose in the bushes. There must have been something there, the scent of which was carried by the wind because he was on a mission and determined. He dug a bit before a car drove by and scared him off. He then ran up behind the house and was gone. The camera I grabbed had the wrong lens so I couldn’t zoom in for a close-up and what I did capture isn't worth showing as it looks like a red blur on a background of grass, but then I found this photo on the internet that looked exactly like him.
I came away from the experience feeling kind of lucky. Wooded creatures don’t present themselves often. We get a lot of deer that seem to like posing for pictures or being stared at from windows but smaller critter sightings like rabbits, fox, raccoon and porcupine are rare. In my 57 years I can count on my left hand the sightings; that’s two raccoon, one porcupine and two fox. I see plenty creatures that have fallen victim from tires along the highway, but as far as live ones go I’ve not been very fortunate. To gaze upon the beauty of nature is a privilege. Nature certainly knows how to create beauty everyday!
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