As I was talking with Camille a couple of nights ago, I made the WONDERFUL discovery that I have two foxes coming to eat supper in my back every night. I immediately signed off--after all HOW MANY times do you watch 2 at play? They seemed almost like brothers and not mates. There was no protective behavior and even a little running the other off from his find. Great fun watching both of them.
Last night only one came up for supper, but interesting behavior. After he ate his fill, he took the remainder to his den-making a couple of trips. One of those trips, he actually walked up the steps to the deck and directly in front of the window -2 feet from me!
We were talking last night about "What makes you happy." I must admit watching the foxes makes me happy. It's the simple things!