Last night while I was watering the garden down near the orchard I enjoyed another pleasing eye-to-eye with a fox who at the time I arrived at the garden was nosing around in the little woods beside it. I heard him stirring around and, since his fur was gray and late evening shadows were gathering, it took me awhile to make him out. But once I did, I discovered that he was watching me with calm interest, as they so often seem to do. Gradually, as I watched, he turned and quietly wandered towards the opposite border of the woods, which runs along the far portion of our orchard. As he went, he paused a few times to look back at me. Again, I was impressed by the fact that his gaze, as always seems to be the case with the happy foxes I meet from time to time on our property, was not fearful, but simply curious and interested, exactly as was my own.
Loren Eisley accounted to his friend W. H. Auden a particularly fascinating, humorous and charming encounter with a fox cub. I’d like to share it with you here. This comes from the book by Eisley called “The Star Thrower.”
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