All was very quiet last night and this morning. No sign of foxes. However, I did see the two families of Canada geese on the mudflat this morning. The ten goslings are nearly as big as their parents and have almost all of their distinctive markings. They probably won't fly until they are full grown, however. Flight uses a lot of energy and cannot compete with the energy it takes to grow a bird. There probably are birds that fly before becoming fully-grown, but I cannot think of any right off. Oh, young quail do. Chickens, too.
In any case, here are some photos of last-year's foxes to show what we are all missing with the more nocturnal family habits. Gray foxes are great climbers, with front claws slightly resembling those of a cat. Once one fox discovered this old ladder leaning against my eave, they all scrambled up to the roof. I heard them thumping around and explored for some time. These little guys will learn to climb trees and will be able to leap from limb to limb, then run headfirst back down the trunk.
Erica
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