Monday, September 17, 2012
September 17, 2012 Why am I the "foxy lady?"
I can't remember when I didn't like foxes. I always wanted one as a pet when I was young. For about 5 plus years, ending late winter, early spring of 2012, I worked with an adult pair of foxes as they raised several litters in and around my yard. I was able to hand feed them and interact with them. I had them....or did they have me....on a schedule. Twice a day, morning and evening, they showed up for a meal or a treat. Sometimes, they came more often. They played around the yard and learned how to hunt. I watched "mom" kill a mouse and then teach the kit how to hunt a mouse. Pretty funny. I, on the other hand, taught them how to hunt "sandwiches." I will post more photos as I go along of some of these experiences. Needless to say, I could tell fox stories all day.
One of my first interactions with a young fox was in September when I was a teen. I was out grouse hunting and happened on to one along the back road. It didn't seem scared, so I got out of the vehicle and started to squeak at it. It was curious. Soon, I was wriggling long grasses and tossing pebbles for it to catch and play with. What a fun experience.
One of the next serious close up encounters was when I was about 20 years old. I was bow hunting for deer in an old hay field with a rock pile in it that had long grass to hide me. Towards evening, I saw a fox coming along the ditch bank. Well.....getting a bit late to get a deer, I thought.....so, let's play with the fox. I did. I squeaked and called it right in to me. Just when it was going to pounce on me, I slowly sat up from my crouched position. It realized something was up and tail was flying as it ran off a few feet. But, I still hadn't had enough experience with them to know how excited it would have gotten had it leaped in there and there I was. I didn't want to get scratched up!
So, these were a couple of the experiences that got my interest going even more. Once I started working with the one pictured above, in a place I would never see him in again, they had me going. I wanted to work with the foxes some more. So, when some started coming around the yard, I had to try to see if I could get them more interested in coming around. It worked. I have so enjoyed it.
This is just the start of fox photos and "foxy lady" stories. :)