A Bad Neighborhood

On the way home last night, I said "ooh, a fox!" This was quickly followed by seeing three more foxes. This apparent pack of kits had taken this Ford as their territory and did not seem particularly bothered by my taking of pictures and intermittent squealing with cute joy.

Foxes are not generally found in packs and do not like the plural "foxen". They glared at me when I referred to them that way. They also do not particularly like being anthropomorphized.

Originals up on the flickr.