Today we kept Leo, the neighbor’s dog for a few hours. Once when I was taking him to the back yard
we were walking down the stairs from the deck when I saw in our other neighbor’s
back yard a big fox. I froze. Apparently, the fox saw me at the same moment
and froze also, with one front paw in mid-air.
It reminded me of just before the shootout scene in THE GOOD,
BAD, AND UGLY with me probably being the Ugly.
The fox appeared to be bigger than I remember the last fox I
saw a couple weeks ago. It also had a
couple of large dark splotches on his side.
Then the fox broke into a run and ran through the bars of a
gate on out of sight.
Not over a minute or two later I heard a gunshot from the
direction it ran. I read someplace you should
not shoot them, they are our friends, they eat rodents and other pests.
I remember many years ago it was legal to shoot foxes and by
all means kill them. Then you had to cut
off their ears as proof for the bounty reward.
You would present the departed ears to the Sheriff’s office. My friend George Hobby shot one and cut off
its ears. He backed down from claiming
the bounty because he shot the fox on Kennesaw Mountain, which would have been
illegal anyway.
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