What Does the Fox Say?

                     What Does the Fox Say? 

Apparently this one just said, Zzzzzzzzz! I discovered the gray fox at the Tallahassee Museum Thursday morning, as he indulged in a nap while nestled in the fork of a tree.

 
To be honest, I didn’t see him, so well did he blend with his surroundings, until a little girl pointed him out to her grandparents, and I was lucky enough to benefit from her sharp eyes.

Below is the photo before I edited it to make Mr. Fox more visible. He was well camouflaged, eh?

 
I’ll post more from the museum over the next two weeks. 

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