That's not a garden statue. After an absence of several years, the fox are back in our neighborhood. A family of four.
We live smack in the middle of the city, but our acre lot backs to a wooded ravine that drops off to a small creek. The wildlife are abundant: deer, raccoon, woodchuck, turkey, opossum and fox are among the most common varieties.
Year-round, turkeys call our yard home. We've had as many as 23 in the yard at a time. Generally, they visit in groups of four to seven. They scratch up the garden, trample the plants, poop all over the place, lounge under the evergreen trees and chase the ice cream truck. Despite the havoc they wreak on the yard, they're fun and interesting to watch.
Not long after we witnessed the tiny turkey parade, the foxes appeared in the neighborhood. Which is why I think we haven't seen the tiny turkeys since. I hate to speculate why they're no longer around.
Earlier this week, while these two foxes played around the yard, the fox in the top photo stood watch.
They tussled and chased each other around playing with a couple of the moulted turkey feathers that are so common in our lawn. They looked like a couple of kittens playing with a spool of yarn.
I'm glad to have the fox around to keep the rabbits out of the garden. But, I hope the young hen and her poults moved to safer territory.
Make it a great day!