Remembering old acquaintances

To start off 2015, here is a look back at one of the highlights of 2014 -- the red foxes.  Most of the time, I encountered the foxes in the road or in the yard.  However, a couple of times, I found them down on the rocky beach (where they had been harassing the shorebirds).

Two red foxes (Vulpes vulpes) on the beach.

On this particular occasion, three of the foxes playfully roamed over the rocks.  I hope you enjoy watching the foxes and have a happy new year!

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A lazy Sunday afternoon

The foxes seemed to be active at all hours.  I saw them at dawn, throughout the day, and after sunset.  From hearing their eerie calls, I knew that they were up late into the night as well.   However, the foxes had to take breaks from eliminating the local gray squirrel population every once in a while.  One afternoon, we spotted a fox resting in a shady spot in the middle of the lawn.

The fox resting in the shade.

To see the fox napping -- and what interrupted its nap -- watch the video below.

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The early bird and the fox

One morning I took my camera out onto the balcony to photograph the sunrise.  My plan was quickly revised when I noticed something moving on the ground below the balcony.

The red fox (Vulpes vulpes) that appeared below my balcony.

It was one of the foxes, prowling around the house.

It was a very handsome fox!

After pausing almost directly below me, it took a quick detour through the bushes.  It then reappeared a bit further down the lawn, where it seemed to catch the scent of something.  I hoped it was at most a very small rodent...

The fox picked up some accessories on its trip through the bushes.

 ...since one of the alternatives was another of our favorite backyard visitors.

The groundhog taking a break from eating clover to look around.

The groundhog had just made its first appearance of the summer a couple of days before, and the fox was searching very near the groundhog's burrow and favored grazing areas.  However, the fox did not catch anything, large or small, and was soon loping on its way again.

Fox hunting, part three

I don't know what happened to the gray squirrel being chased in the video.  It may have escaped on that occasion.  However, I doubt that it survived for long unless it left the neighborhood altogether.  It seemed like every couple of days there was fresh evidence that a squirrel had been caught by the foxes -- and that was just in our yard.  Most of the times, all that was left of the squirrel was its tail.

On two occasions though, we found the entire squirrel.  The first one was buried for later consumption.

A gray squirrel (Sciurus carolinensis) that wasn't vigilant enough to evade the fox.  The rest of it is buried under the soil.

Although I checked on it periodically, I missed the fox coming to retrieve it.  With the second squirrel, I was luckier.  I had startled the fox into dropping the squirrel and running for cover.  Once I was out of sight again, the fox returned to carry off its meal.

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Fox hunting, part two

The crows were not the only ones to raise an alarm that a fox was about.  At least one American red squirrel occasionally joined in with its high-pitched voice.

A young American red squirrel (Tamiasciurus hudsonicus).

Together, the crows and squirrel would make such a clamor that it would have been difficult to ignore even if I hadn't already become attuned to the crows.  Hearing the alarm, I would grab my cameras and rush to the nearest vantage point -- in this case, the balcony:

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I watched the video several times before I noticed that it features not one, but two squirrels.  There is the American red squirrel calling noisily in the background, as well as a much less vigilant gray squirrel behind the ferns.  If you watch the top of the video very closely, you can see can see it moving towards the fox. Once the fox gets to the edge of the ferns, the gray squirrel turns to escape and the fox takes up chase.  To be continued...

Fox hunting, part one

A few days after I arrived in Maine this summer, I heard that there were foxes in the neighborhood.  Since I had heard about the foxes before -- but failed to find them -- I wasn't very optimistic about my chances this year either.  However, my expectations could hardly have been more wrong.  I saw one of the foxes the very next time I went outside!

An early encounter with one of the neighborhood foxes.  When I yelled out "fox!", it startled me by turning back and taking several steps toward me.

Moreover, encountering the foxes became a regular occurrence.  At first, it was a matter of being in the right place at the right time.  But then, I discovered how to locate the foxes with high reliability -- by following the sound of the crows.

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Usually, the crows would 'caw' just three or four times before pausing.  Therefore, when I heard them calling continuously (and harshly even for crows), I went to investigate.  The crows were perched up in a tree looking down at tall grass.  A few moments of scrutinizing the grass revealed a fox gazing back at me.  When the fox dashed off, the crows flew after it, still cawing.  After that, the crows became my fox alert system.  They nearly always led me to a fox, although there were a couple of easily forgivable false alarms triggered by a bald eagle flying overhead and a falcon chasing a baby squirrel around a tree.