|Successful fox, 3/28/2012|
|Look Ma, I actually caught one!|
It was a beautiful young fox. Nice markings, black ears, no mange. The fox had to make sure that this squirrel was not going anywhere.
|Better find out if I can move this thing|
He moved his prize to the middle of the yard and sat back down to start sampling. All this activity attracted a crow that flew in and perched in the ash tree. The crow cawed, probably hoping the fox would run off.
|Forget it, this one is mine|
Quite an unusual start to the day.