It is a common experience: I was standing at the kitchen sink washing fruit for lunch and staring out the window overlooking the backyard when something interesting happened. A fox came creeping out of the trees into the open. He was obviously stalking one of the many other small creatures living in my backyard, probably a squirrel.
I hesitated to get my camera because I feared opening the glass door to the backyard would startle the fox and it would run away, but I tried it anyway and, to my surprise, the fox didn’t seem to care. He just gazed over at me with an insouciant stare and then went back to sizing up his prey.
I never saw the animal he was after.
Monte