A One Fox Day by Trish Morey
I’ve blogged before about I love to walk in the mornings and count koalas and work out what kind of a day it’s going to be - one koala and the day’s going to be great, two and it will be fabulous, three and it will be brilliant?
Well, yesterday morning (the 30th here) I didn’t spy one single koala. But I did spy a fox! In a complete twist for us, it was the most brilliant sunny morning up here in the hills while down town was covered in dense fog. From the top of the hills all I could see was pillow after pillow of fog stretching out forever, completely obliterating the city and the plains below. Simply magic. And then walking up the dirt track I saw it. Standing stock still on the crest of a rise some distance ahead of me, at first I took it to be a dog someone was walking. I called out to my mutt, a total scaredy dog if ever there was one, and alerted the fox in the process. It took one look at me and disappeared silently through a fence and into the bush. And that’s when I noticed the tail!
I know they’re a pest and a curse on the land and to our animals, but it was beautiful animal. It certainly made my day.
Photo courtesy Qld Gov’t Environmental Protection Agency