Sunday, May 23, 2010
The Fox, and Athena
The next morning I saw the fox for the first time, hunting the other chickens, and being - it seemed - held in check by Oscar, the 16lb cat. The chickens can't play unsupervised anymore - at least not for the time being.
I don't fault any creature for trying to survive, and I actually love having wildlife out back. Every morning I see the fox a few times - about first light, and again a few hours later. It hunts along the canal, walking freely pas the goats, cows and horses. This morning it was pouncing at something and barking a high pitched bark.