Wild Watchings

On Monday, the PM went outside to hang some washing when she met the fox crossing the yard. The fox looked at the PM and trotted into the berm. The PM thought she heard some different sounds and went to take a closer look.

There in the berm were two fox kits, running among the overgrown bushes, jumping and rolling. She then saw the mother fox run out to the field. The PM watched from inside and saw the fox come back with a mouse. It seems like she is using the berm in our front yard as a little daycare, leaving the kits safely there while she hunts for their meals. She was there again in the evening and the following morning.

When the mama fox takes a break, she likes to stand by the bank facing our front windows in the morning sun.

This is the shot from our window.



The PM zoomed in to get a closer look, sorry for the fuzziness.










I sit on the ledge and watch the wild ones frolic. She looks at me and I look at her and purr.