Moving west of Denver into the foothills has given me the gift of seeing with new eyes.
Tuesday, March 2, 2010
Red Fox
Our red fox appeared. Yah! Two weeks ago he was limping and I didn’t know how he’d make it with a hurt front paw. Today he is walking with only a slight limp. Enjoying the birdseed and nuts he looks like a long, lean dog. This is quite a difference from the fast moving blur with a bushy tail we only got a glimpse of last year.
We see lots of foxes of all colors. In the late 1800s through the mid 1900s foxes and mink were raised in this area. Today a strange mix of colors has evolved from the foxes breeding that were left when the fox farms closed.
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