Caution. Some terrible fox news will follow the weekly display.
But first let's see what they were up to this week.
Most of the time the feral cats get to the drumsticks first, and they usually don't give up easily.
But this night Scrawny Tail beat the cat.
This set is more represent of their relationship:
Last night we had two fox visitors.
8/1 - Left - Scrawny Tail grabs a morsel. Middle - Look at the beautiful tail on that one. Right -- They both leave. That must be Scrawny Tail barely visible in the background. Note the time: between 1:55am and 2:20am.
Warning! If, like me, you've grown very fond of these foxes, prepare yourself for some bad news. In fact, just stop reading right now. Go find a cat blog or something. If you stay, get out your handkerchief.
We lost one last night. It happened less than a block from the feeding station. I drove by three times trying to identify which fox it was. On the street the tail looked as if it had Old Crooked Tail's trademark lump. I almost cried when as I circled back. But after collecting the carcass and looking at it closely the tail didn't appear to have that lump after all. And it was too furry to be Scrawny Tail. But in the daylight they may not look anything at all like they do in the night photos.
This fox may be the one from earlier in the night with the straight tail, but that's not a certainty. They look so much alike they're practically interchangeable. But that doesn't mean we can't love each and every one just as much. And for what it's worth, this one is going to get a decent burial.
Thanks for reading all the way through. Sorry it got so morbid. See ya next Fox Friday.