I’m calling this one, Fox, no Henhouse.
This little lady padded across my backyard yesterday morning. I tried to get a better shot, but this is it folks. My cats weren’t impressed, but they did watch her closely to make sure she didn’t try to steal anything belonging to them. I do love living in a forest.
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I hope the cats don’t get too close to the fox.
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No worries. They don’t leave the safety of their screened in porch.
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Obvi they are proverbial pussies Leslie…. Good though
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They are pussies. One thinks she’s brave, the other doesn’t even try to pretend.
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Lol x Not secret tigers in disguise then?
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Oh heavens, no. They’re big scaredy cats. A lot like me.
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Hmm… you know cats are great kidologists…. x
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Lovely – if you don’t have chickens
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Zero chickens.
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