Yesterday (1/4), with the temps in the low thirties (and wind chills in the twenties), one of our resident wild gray foxes found a cozy, sunny spot to lie down and rest. Only feet from the main path through Explore the Wild, the fox apparently felt that its cryptic coloration would conceal its location. I was lucky enough to spot the little canid.
It’s always a thrill to see one of these little guys, don’t you agree? I suppose, though, that those who keep chickens aren’t necessarily thrilled by their presence.