Fox tales in the desert – Thursday thoughts with Torrey
From the title of this post you are probably thinking, A – Torrey forgot how to spell, or B – I found some of those nasty fox tail weeds here. Well, I know how to spell. And there might be prickly pokey cactus’s here, but none of those miserable weeds.
Nope, this is a tale of a fox. A cute little gray fox that has been visiting us.
Mom always puts a water bowl outside for us. She likes to bead outside and we like to be out there with her. Because it’s been so warm, having water outside is way easier. Especially for Miss Twinkle toes, I can’t go up and down the stairs anymore. A couple times last week, the bowl had no water in it, but when we got up in the morning something had left tiny poodadle in the bowl! We thought it was either a bobcat, or a fox. Mom and dad saw a fox while hiking here last year, so that seemed the logical choice. Then, 2 nights when mom let us out to do our business before bed, I took off hell bent after something in the dark. Thankfully, I have good recall, but I did get in trouble.
On Monday, dad and Mike and Shannon all went into town. Mom and I went for a run while they were gone. When we got back, mom was sitting on the stairs inside the trailer next to the open door. Something caught her eye, and she thought, “How did Roxy get outside?” Then she realized it was this guy.
I know normally we have pretty good pictures on our blog, not today. Sorry. Mom grabbed her camera, and trying to not scare the little guy away took a couple of pictures. Yep, that is the screen door you can see. He went right to our water bowl to get a drink.
The next day, mom and dad were sitting at the kitchen table, and he showed up again. I saw him this time and growled and barked a little bark. Dad told me to hush as the fox backed away, scared from the noise. He must have been really really thirsty though. He didn’t go any further than our mat outside and came right back to the water bowl and drank a good long drink.
Of course, they oooood and awwwdddd over how cute he was. Mom feels bad because there is no obvious water around here, anywhere. I guess he gets a drink somewhere! The other night, there was a desert bighorn sheep on the rocky hill behind us, so there is water some place. Sheesh….worry wart moms.
Today we are driving to Yuma to stay for a while, so good bye to the little foxy fox. We might come back to this spot if we don’t like Yuma though. If we do, I hope he comes to say hello again.
I am joining in the first Barks and Bytes blog hop today, brought to you by Heart like a dog, and 2 brown dogs.