About life on the windswept prairies with multiple Bernese Mountain Dogs and cynical cats
Sunday, May 31, 2009
There is a fox with her five babies at the end of our property. They have a lovely den under an old building. The babies come out in the morning and romp and play in the sunshine - they don't stray too far from their den. The mom comes out and suns herself on the bank and surveys around. The babies roll and tumble in the grass - just like my puppies do. Then the mom heads off to hunt. I wish I could get close enough to get some pictures but I do not want to disturb her.