"Mr Fox? Are you ok?" We all would have thought that the probability of his not being okay was apparent, but Mum went on: " Are you asleep?" With that she nearer the Little Fox and confirmed that he was indeed not asleep, but dead. Two nights ago we had heard a most dreadful noise in the dark of the evening and we now wonder if it was Little Mr Fox challenging his father. We remember that one of the four cubs born in the Meadow last spring had very black ears - just like this little chap and he could well have been sent packing by the dominant fox as the Mr & Mrs Fox were establishing their territory for the forthcoming season. But when Dad came to bury him he said that he could see no visible wound. We were all a bit morbidly curious, but didn't get too close - just in case he was only sleeping! Gordon & Sylvia xx
Mickey was very excited this morning! He ran down to the yard and told us about Little Mr Fox in his barn. He pretended that he had fought and defeated him single-pawed. "Good gracious Mickey!" Mum exclaimed when she had come to give Mickey his breakfast."Who is that?" Mickey had peered around the bales as cool as you like, which had led Mum to believe that the Fox was probably dead and not asleep. He was curled up in the hay, not ten feet away from Mickey's bowls and obviously had been a regular visitor to the barn.
"Mr Fox? Are you ok?" We all would have thought that the probability of his not being okay was apparent, but Mum went on: " Are you asleep?" With that she nearer the Little Fox and confirmed that he was indeed not asleep, but dead. Two nights ago we had heard a most dreadful noise in the dark of the evening and we now wonder if it was Little Mr Fox challenging his father. We remember that one of the four cubs born in the Meadow last spring had very black ears - just like this little chap and he could well have been sent packing by the dominant fox as the Mr & Mrs Fox were establishing their territory for the forthcoming season. But when Dad came to bury him he said that he could see no visible wound. We were all a bit morbidly curious, but didn't get too close - just in case he was only sleeping! Gordon & Sylvia xx Comments are closed.
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About UsHello! My name is Gordon and I am a Gold Sebright and my best friend is Sylvia. She is a Silver Sebright. We live with our foster parents on a small farm in the country. We thought that we would put our take on life and what we get up to through the year into a diary for you. All the characters are real and the events are a true record, interpreted with a modicum of poetic licence. We hope you enjoy it. Love Gordon and Sylvia Archives
December 2018
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