Red Fox

Catharsis “ Red Fox Sniffing In the morning we will very often find a red fox standing on our front  lawn, or see him/her  strolling zippety-doo-dah casual down the middle of the street.  A cool thing. In our early days here, we would often awake in the pre-dawn hour to the blood curdling sound of a rabbit screaming whilst being ripped apart by a fox.  Or so imagination dictated.   Some people, alarmed, called animal control who would then be obligated to dutifully spend a few days trapping them and, we told our children, drive them to the eastern shore where they would be ever so happy. Ahem. In the aftermath, the rabbit population would explode, and nobody could grow vegetables, or even leafy plants.  Finally, I looked up fox sounds on this new thing called the internet, and was able to report at the next Brie and Chardonnay tasting that  what we were hearing were sounds of hungry fox cubs.  Much buzzing. Come the foxes, rabbit problem solved.  It's a cycle. We all expect that some New York transplant will soon report our red fox, and it will disappear.  It's a cycle.  I'm cool with it.  ” Best Ever