Some of my friends on social media may have thought I was joking when I compared this fox to my dog, Max.
I just returned from my hike around the pond with Max…something we do at least once a day and when the weather co-operates, twice. Lately, the wintry pond environment has offered new insights. For one, during the huge spell of deep snow and icy temperatures, I found a kill site. A predatory bird, likely some type of hawk, was evidently taken down by a large carnivore (I was initially thinking, a larger male coyote). The feathers and parts of the bird were carried over a long trail.
I’ve purchased some casting plaster and will want to take a cast of the tracks that I’ve found circling the entire pond, simply because their profile is much larger than the other coyotes that have inhabited the area….more than four inches. I want to do some comparison identification. These matters always intrigue me.
Add to that, the presence of deer sign (very unusual for this part of Fish Creek because it is fenced off) and several skat sites that included lots of animal hair as well as the typical berries, and it is evident that the wintery weather is offering all of the animals challenges for food sources and water.
So, today Max was, as is typical, exploring all of this. As well, he was showing his mousing behaviours, every so often, acting very much like the fox featured in the previous Youtube video…only difference is that he doesn’t do the exuberant leap into the air. He does, however, bury his snout completely into the snow, even snow that has developed a bit of a crust in this morning’s lowering temperatures.
Today…YES! He brought out a mouse! And…NO! It mattered not how many times I commanded “Drop IT!”
Max, consumed the mouse…yes indeedy! Right in front of me…sheepishly relocating to a different spot every time I made a move toward him! I know that my readers can imagine this. I was so exasperated watching the horrors of a mouse being eaten bit by bit by my domestic pet, that I am still agitated. Does Max know that I am angry? You tell me.
Now, of course, my next concern….”Is this going to bite Max in the butt? bite me in the butt?” As I collected these photographs at our arrival home, he burped. SHEESH!