"Look, quick!"

I'm starting my day as usual, sitting on the sofa in the family room with my back to the window and checking email. Tom comes over to kiss me. He stops mid pucker and says "Look! Quick!" as his eyes are trained on the window behind me. I turn and spot -- very close -- a very bedraggled fox! It was soaked from the rain, sniffing through the pachysandra under the window. At one point, we both thought he was going to put his paws on the windowsill and look into the room! He didn't, but he was that close. He continued along his way, sniffing everything as he passed.

It was good to see 'our' fox again. We assume it is the same one that has been passing through our property since we moved in, even though we haven't seen him in a long time. Tom says he wondered if the rabid fox that was killed in our county was this one (scary thought) but it seems our little guy is safe. Just very wet.