… seconds ago, loping comfortably across UD‘s back field into the woods. But BIG! Not like your long low to the ground delicate fox – high, broad-shoulded…
Well-fed. And why shouldn’t it be. Longtime readers know UD‘s heavily-wooded Garrett Park land is a predator’s paradise. Yesterday, an eagle, scared by a train whistle, whooshed down from one of her trees.
Later this morning, UD and her sister go to Rehoboth Beach for a few days. Blogging continues as always.
January 18th, 2013 at 9:43AM
I see them around Sligo sometimes, but more often it’s deer.
I have a Virginia foxhound. We saw a fox early Thanksgiving morning, and all his DNA seemed to be in overdrive. It was too dark to chase the fox; if I’d have let him go, I may never have seen him again.
I bet he’d love your backyard.
January 18th, 2013 at 9:45AM
Joe: He would love my backyard; but the coyotes in my backyard would love him.
January 18th, 2013 at 11:08AM
You won’t be seeing my dog in your backyard, then. We’ll just chase deer and rabbits in Silver Spring.