A red fox visited my fenced -in yard today in the middle of suburbia.
There he was standing 2 feet away from me, and nose to nose with my dog, as we surprised each other that early morning. We all looked at each other for a second not knowing what to do. A second later the fox ran into my prairie garden on the other side of my yard. I remember clearly the fox’s little eyes staring at me and the color of its fur matched exactly the color of my dog’s fur, who many say resembles a fox.
My dog quickly followed and I followed my dog, running in and out through the thick, tall prairie plants over 8′ tall. I could hear the Benny Hill Theme Song playing in my head as we chased each other through the prairie garden. A few seconds later my dog ran out, with a look of surprise on her face but otherwise in good condition. I believe the fox sprayed her or something, so I grabbed my dog by the collar and took her inside. I later called Heidi’s vet as a precaution.
I got my camera, ran back to the yard, but I could not find the fox. I later read that foxes, like coyotes, can jump fences. Maybe it jumped the fence when I ran inside or maybe it was still hiding in my yard somewhere when I came back out.
But I know the fox chose my garden that day as do many other wildlife, because it closely resembles home.
If it wasn’t for my dog or the humans living there who spend so much time outdoors, I believe my yard would be a good home for a fox.
Little Red Fox, thank you for visiting.