Dancing Foxes
Before church this morning I was
wandering around outside with my sister. When I thought I saw a dog or
something, walking along the neighbours drive in amongst the shadows. There
were two. Seeing their long skinny bodies with pointed ears and face, we realized
they were probably foxes. Then they ran out onto the sloping area of nicely
mown green grass (from all the rain, we had a while ago.it would normally be
brown.) the two foxes would run around and then standing up on hind legs one
would get knocked over. It would lie there for a few seconds then spring up and
they would chase each other again. Their fur gleamed in the morning sunlight
and we could see black on their paws and at the end of each bushy tail.
The thing that really annoyed me was I hadn’t
brought my camera! Yes that is almost the end of the world, but it happens. I wanted
to race and get it, but then I might miss something, anyway they soon saw us
and slipped of into the trees and long grass.
I had to keep reminding myself that I didn’t
like foxes and that they kill my chickens. Also they are why I have to go out
every night and morning to lock up or unlock my chickens whether it’s a nice day,
pouring rain, blowing a gale of just freezing cold! Not that I don’t normally
enjoy doing that! But at times I’d rather not.
Seeing the foxes so clearly and for so
long, playing like that was pretty amazing. Normally all I see is an orange
streak and grasses rustling.
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