I saw a fox on my street, today
the journal of Michael Werneburg
twenty-eight years and a million words
Toronto, 2011.10.25
I had a special treat today; I saw a fox on our street, a beautiful thing with luscious fur and a calm bearing.
It was being dogged by a house-cat as it made its way down the street, but when a fellow with two dogs appeared, the dogs gave the cat pause and it left the fox to its own devices. The fox was far too cool to be bothered with domestic canines and simply made its way calmly to the top of a flight of stairs that climbs a slope at the side of the road.
I wouldn't have guessed that a fox could survive in such a densely urban environment, but there it was. Yay!