Contributed by:
Karen Groves/YourHub.com
Article Contributed on: 8/2/2006 11:43:11 AM
This morning as I was getting ready for work, a baby fox appeared just outside the bedroom window.
Don't know if it's male or female, but I watched it trot across the yard as if it were on air.
Reddish and lean, it made its way through the opening in the wire fence we created years ago for another fox and now I think it's part of a known neighborhood walkway for diminuitive wildlife.
A migration path.
I know and you know you're not supposed to feed wildlife. It creates all kinds of problems. Somewhere, it's ILLEGAL.
I know of at least one neighbor who feeds the foxes around here, and occasionally neighbors talk about the family ... of foxes, as ifthe fox family are integral parts of the neighborhood. And they are.
This sitesays red foxes give birth to up to 10 kits and the kits leave their moms when they are about 7 months old. It also says the moms catch live prey for the kits to "play" with and eat and that this helps develop skills for hunting.
Hmmmm
I just wonder how big the playthings might be? Might they be the size of the smallest breed of dogin the universe, the chihuhua, as in one who lives at my house?
I guess it depends on how hungry the foxes are and how fast the chihuahua runs.
Normally though, I think my wildlife pets and my dometic pet ignore each other as noted in previous blog "My wildlife sanctuary. "
You're here and I'm here, but you're not here. This is the body language I observe and the theory that's portrayed in
Robert Frost's poem,
Mending Wall, in which he writes of his neighbor's comment: Good fences make good neighbors.