Hubby and I were woken at o'dark-thirty by fox calls. They are very strange sounding - I had never realized they made noise before. The girls woke up crying, scared by the strange new sound. (although once the windows were closed, their fan turned on, and tucked in together they went back to sleep) Mesha and I have both seen one of them, beautiful really. He (we think) is bold and wanders confidently through the street and yards, but shies away from anything that moves. But we have seen no raccoons or possums and our (red) squirrel population is much smaller than our (gray) squirrel population in Minneapolis.
But we better make sure our outdoor rabbit hutch is secure.
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