Poor wee fox

September 19th, 2005

We ran over a fox the other night. Just driving back home through country roads in the dark when there was a sudden orange fox-shaped flash caught in the headlights, followed by a small swerve and a dull thud.

Kinda freaked me out, epsecially when I thought up the image of a load of baby foxes wondering where their mum had got to.

Shudder.

Could have been worse though, I’ve swerved around a deer on that road before so the dull thud could have been my head on the steering wheel.

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