It’s Sunday, the official break day from the A to Z blog Challenge and it struck me that I could post just after midnight Saturday night and move on to other pursuits, namely, reloading my trail cam and placing new bait on the deck where I await the nightly visit of the fox who lives under our deck.
My husband thinks the fox may be a vixen and has looked at my pictures for definitive clues that it’s a “she” not a “he” though I’m not sure I agree.
Based on the extensive collection of scats the fox has left…
…on the steps of the hot tub
…on the path to the laundry room
…on the outdoor dog bed
…on the entry stairs to the house
…and best of all…
…on the roof of the chicken coop…
I wonder if it isn’t male.
Sadly, I did not have my trail cam pointed at the roof at the time this happened and missed the best shot of the year. I imagine the fox used the metal stepladder to launch in the manner of Mary Lou Retton on the parallel bars, landing on the roof just in time to stick a perfect “10” before defecating on the shingles and running away again.
Tonight, I’ve loaded a plate with fresh eggs in the hope that I can get a few pictures of mother nature’s fancy-footed furball working out the physics of things that wobble and waver. I have a few other ideas in store which will test for problem solving ability and am excited about what the trail cam will bring.
In the meantime, here are a few pictures of the fox I have named Kitsune, inspired by author Katherine Lawrence’s books and the fox symbolism in her stories. For more about Katherine’s work, you can find her books here.
Here are some pictures of Kitsune enjoying evening feasts.
Taco says whaaaaaaa—???? Where’s mah food?! Hahahaha!
I LOVE this fox so much! I can’t even tell you how much joy every single one of those pictures brings me! I love that fat and fluffy tail! That gorgeous foxy head! That smile! What a GIFT this visitation is!!!!
Though I’m DYING at your supposition that it’s a male…for really good cause, I’d say. Hahahahaha!
It turns out there are TWO. One looks a little older and has a raggedy ear. Last night yielded wondering pictures and new ideas for country fun. Can’t wait to show you what the camera saw. Thanks for reading and commenting.
TWO FOXES??? Huzzahhhhhhhh! There may be babies soon!!!
Your adventures with your trail cam are fun to read about. I love that you use yours to enjoy live animals and their antics. The people I have known who use these simply are studying the animals’ behavior so they can kill them . :-/
I loathe hunting though I live with hunters though they understand not to bring their hobbies home. Ya, my trail cam is dedicated to peace just like its owner. That’s for dropping by.
We have seen foxes in the neighborhood below my apartment complex, down near the river. I haven’t seen them during my walks, only when I’ve been driving. I wonder what I’d see if I had a trail cam out back…
Okay, I reckon I’m a mega-nerd, but the trail cam stuff is so much fun. It’s been revealing to discover how much nature frequents my yard at night. I wonder what your backyard would show. Thanks for reading and commenting.
Opoh, how wonderful! One of our neighbours used to feed foxes and badgers with peanut butter (she has a very large garden, and over other side of the rod). Sadly she died and I wonder if the new people in the same house extend the same welcome… I sympathise with the poo on the dog bed! I keep tomato ketchup to clan it off my assistance dog when she rolls in it… gets rid of the smell!
Ooh, I must try peanut butter. Last night’s effort earned me some wonderful pictures and it turns out I have a pair of foxes under my deck. Watching them eat duck eggs is something else. Thank you for dropping by and leaving me a comment. I love your blogs and keeping telling my friend Roslynn Pryor that she would love your blog. Ros, if you are reading this, you might want to follow Liz back to her blog for poetical goodies. Thanks fro reading and commenting and telling me about peanut butter and tomato sauce, Liz.
He/she looks much bigger than the foxes we have here. I admire his/her tenacity and the ability to leave scats in all those precarious positions!