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Post by BuckSkin on Apr 17, 2022 20:53:42 GMT
I was on the end of the porch and saw a Rabbit.
I turned around to go back inside to fetch a camera and was looking right at this Fox who was looking right back at me.
I was a few steps from the door.
With those Fox eyes on me the whole time, I stepped inside to get the camera, which is always kept close to the door.
Not wanting to press my luck, I stood in the open doorway and took these pictures.
Twice, he started to wander off; and, both times, I whistled keenly and stopped him in his tracks.
This Fox was quite a bit larger and taller than most I have seen.
Within a short time this evening, I saw a Groundhog, a Rabbit, this Fox, and another Groundhog; I guess they were out getting their taxes mailed.
Check out Grey Foxes at Wikipedia, Britannica, and National Geographic.
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Post by hmca on Apr 18, 2022 0:39:01 GMT
He did some nice posing for you. I especially like the first picture.
We have red foxes in town and on Sandy Hook. People are always posting pictures of them. I have yet to see one.....
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Post by cats4jan on Apr 18, 2022 12:12:16 GMT
Just look at that tail - what a beauty
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Post by jackscrap on Apr 19, 2022 6:45:02 GMT
He is a beautiful looking animal, but in Australia the only good fox is a dead fox. They were unfortunately introduced in Australia for hunting purposes, but they are very detrimental to the native wildlife and once you've had a fox attack in your chicken yard you will never want to ever see a fox again.
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Post by BuckSkin on Apr 19, 2022 14:36:45 GMT
Just look at that tail - what a beauty Your comment brings to mind something I will never forget and comes to mind every time a tail is mentioned. We had this old guy working for us who had a bit of a "peach pwobwum" His name was Albert; some called him Albert DeSalvo, some called him Prince Albert, and we just called him Prince. We were out working on the farm and a dog came travelling through. Prince's comment about the dog has stuck with me, and everyone else present, ever since. "By jod, teef, him dot de wongist taoh." |
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Post by BuckSkin on May 3, 2022 4:26:39 GMT
Just an update on the fox:
I was at the barn, feeding Ol' Henry, when I thought I saw a deer out of the corner of my eye.
It was the fox.
He/she came right between my truck and the porch, crossed the driveway, investigated the open door of an outbuilding, and then went around the far side of the building, disappearing after that.
If he had of hung around, I would have given him that awful hideous Healthy Choice MAX Tex Mex Chicken TV Dinner with that atrocious Spicy Citrus Pepper Sauce --- yuk --- I will never make that mistake again....I think they got their special sauce mixed up with some industrial strength furniture polish.
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Post by cats4jan on May 3, 2022 10:03:17 GMT
- healthy choice - deserves another big ICK
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Post by BuckSkin on May 9, 2022 3:57:51 GMT
Little Grey Foxes
I was standing in the doorway, listening to a big herd of Crows having a discussion in the trees.
All of a sudden, a big Rabbit came running up the driveway and went to the top of the hill and stopped.
I turned my attention back to the crows; and, out of the corner of my eye, I saw a Fox dart across the driveway and disappear behind my truck.
I grabbed a camera and snuck out across the porch and into the trees on the South side of the house, thinking I might see the Fox again.
Imagine my surprise when I looked in the doorway of the little red barn and saw a whole gang of baby Foxes standing in the doorway, looking right back at me.
I am certain there were more than the three that hung around for pictures.
Check out Grey Foxes at Wikipedia, Britannica, and National Geographic.
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Post by pontiac1940 on May 9, 2022 4:46:07 GMT
Great stuff. Nice find.
Are these foxes a nuisance or good to have around? ... provided you don't have chickens or free-range pheasants.
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Post by BuckSkin on May 9, 2022 6:02:51 GMT
Great stuff. Nice find. Are these foxes a nuisance or good to have around? ... provided you don't have chickens or free-range pheasants.
We shall see....so far, until I spotted them, I didn't know they were on the place.
I was just in that building a couple days before, prowling around looking for something, and I never knew they were in there.
I had the wife bring home a sack of dry cat-food from her father's and I put a couple cups of it and the drumstick bones from my dinner in a small black plastic tray and placed that just inside the doorway, hoping to entice them to stay around.
I figure to continue putting out a little feed for them in hopes they won't move on to greener pastures = just something else to provide excitement for my little sidekick.
The annoying purists get all "you shouldn't feed wild animals" ; the way I see it, they have to live in an environment where man has removed all of their options for natural survival; thus, they have had to adapt and become dumpster divers and chicken thieves; I don't see the difference in me placing a meal where they can for certain get the benefit of it, or else risk getting shot or smushed under a truck trying to cross the highway; or worse yet, scavenge something out of somebody's scraps that may be contaminated with some sort of toxin or poison.
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Post by BuckSkin on May 9, 2022 6:07:47 GMT
I forgot to add that they are forever catching mice --- the grown Foxes --- they will stand motionless on their hind legs in tall grass and all-of-a-sudden make a nose-dive and come up with a mouse.
I bet a Fox will catch more mice in a day's time than two hungry cats.
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Post by cats4jan on May 9, 2022 12:09:19 GMT
it just doesn't get any cuter than that
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Post by hmca on May 9, 2022 15:12:20 GMT
They are so cute....hope they stick around for you and your little buddy.
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Post by BuckSkin on Jun 20, 2022 11:20:10 GMT
More Fox News
We hadn't seen hide nor hair of the Foxes since the day I took the photos; yet, the food we were putting out would disappear.
A couple days ago, the wife saw a young Fox come out of Henry's lot and run toward the little red building where I took the pictures of the little Foxes.
Then, today, I was on my knees on the porch, working on the door sill, when I started hearing this low growling --- gr-r-r-r-r ---; I thought "what the deuce?"
I am near stone deaf and can't hear it thunder; to someone who can still hear, it would probably have been a lot louder.
It just kept growling; so, I turned around to see what it could be; and, right there in the driveway, about fifteen feet from me, was a young Fox, growling at me.
I thought "what is the big idea --- growling at me --- the source of all those Kibbles 'n'Bits you been enjoying."
I spoke to him and he started barking at me.
He would give me a real good barking and then spin around once, twice, or three times, in a small circle, and start barking again; not running in a circle, but whirling around, his feet not touching the ground until the circle was complete; always in a contrary-clocker-wise direction.
He kept glancing toward the red building and I suspect there were more Foxes in that direction.
Each time he made a spin, he landed just a wee bit closer to the woods.
I would whistle and talk and he would bark and spin around.
I decided to try for the camera, which was on a shelf about three feet away; I told him to wait right there.
He did until I stepped back out with the camera and he darted into the woods toward the tree-house.
I could see him messing around under the tree-house ladder for the longest time, but it was too dark back in there and too many obstructions to get a picture.
I would have liked to have got a video of him barking at me and whirling around.
Hours later, I was all excited about this and told the wife all about it and she suggested that maybe one of the others was in some sort of trouble and he was trying to get me to come and help --- Gee Thanks for making me aware of such a possibility and making me worry that maybe that could be right and me too thick-headed to figure it out.
He should have grabbed my britches-leg and pulled me away, Lassie style.
If that little guy had not started growling at me, I would never have known he was anywhere around.
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Post by BuckSkin on Jun 21, 2022 10:25:14 GMT
Friendly Little FoxesMonday_20-June-2022   I am fairly certain that these are the same three little Foxes that I photographed six weeks ago on Sunday_08-May-2022. I thought I would quietly slip into the hidden "sawmill lot" and possibly see a deer. Instead, these three little guys were all stretched out, sunning, about five feet from the impenetrable thicket that surrounds the old dually bed from off the feedmill truck. The truck bed is bright white and the brush so thick that it cannot be seen; standing five feet away, you would never know there was a truck bed right in front of you. I was sixty feet away. Before I could react, all three had safely vanished into the thicket and all I got was a picture of where they went in. Nosy me decided I would start loudly whistling a tune and mosey closer to have a better look at the layout, figuring someone whistling and blundering along wouldn't pose much of a threat. Much to my surprise, as soon as I began whistling my tune, two of these little guys immediately bounded straight out of there, ten feet plumb out in the open, and stood there stiff-legged, watching the source of this enchanting music. The third stayed hidden from sight. As they remained spread out, I couldn't get both in the same shot and I was afraid if I started messing with zooming out that they would dive back into the thicket and I would not get anymore pictures. The first couple photos are of the one on my right, who soon thereafter shot back into the brush. The rest are of the more nervy one who was more curious than scared and stayed out until he got bored with the game and went back in the brush. I continued to whistle my tune all the while and whistled my way back to the house and got a cup of that multi-colored borrowed cat food. I loudly whistled Gary Owen all the way back to their front yard and poured my offering on a bare spot of ground and left. Custer's fife and drum corps were playing Gary Owen as they went over that hill and they didn't prove to be much danger to the Indians; so I figured me whistling it would reassure the little Foxes that I wasn't much danger either.          
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