On Saturday afternoon as we returned from a little bit of shopping (too intense out there for CR and I), we saw a fox again. He was trotting through the neighborhood in broad daylight, looking fat and sassy and perfectly comfortable.
Last night, driving home from a meal out, another one in a different neighborhood.
So that’s three foxes, a coyote, and two major dog incidents in about ten days. Too many for coincidence, and a rather emphatic wave from the Spirits, so I’m paying attention. Fox medicine, particularly, but also dogs and coyotes.
Interesting to notice: what I feel when I think of each of these animals is a sense of wonder and wild love.