The fox came back and is now a regular visitor.
He is looking at himself in the window reflection. (click on image)
He rests his head on the ledge, grooms himself,
and then looks at himself again. I wonder if he thinks
there is another fox in front of him. I say "him",
but have not seen the usual sign of a male! Too much fur.
It has been amazing and wonderful for Jim and myself
to have the opportunity to get so close.
We wouldn't be so happy if we had chickens...
and Little Red Riding Hood does come to mind
when I look at that sharp nose.