As we pulled into the park this morning, my headlines caught a fox trotting across the hoary grass. The dogs started bouncing around in the truck while I slowed to watch. He was big with a magnificent tail held high in the 17-degree air. After casting a quick look at me, he continued on with his business, nosing the bushes and looking for something to pounce on.
It’s the first time I’ve seen a live fox at Melton Hill. We did come across a dead one a few years ago. It was badly mangled, probably by a coyote or two from the looks of it. It was a real treat to get a good look of one on the prowl.