Tiptoeing To The Garden.... The Pitter Patter Of Little Paws

When I awakened this morning, the first thing Mr. Snoots told me was that there are TWO foxes and the new one is much larger. He'd seen them out in the garden this morning and was shocked, since we've only ever seen the one, and the pups that one time a few years ago. This really excited both of us!





I ran the water in the garden for most of the morning and into the afternoon, as it dries out quickly in the West Texas sun. I also hoped it would provide our foxes with some thirst prevention.



The rest of today we spent finishing the cleaning of the patio and preparing to have friends over for dinner tonight and we worked exhaustively to finish in time. Then as we were preparing dinner, I looked out the kitchen door to see Felicia sauntering along the back sidewalk as I've seen her do so many times before. I watched as she gracefully glided over the fence to the garden and disappeared.





At that moment, our friends arrived for dinner and sat around the kitchen island, talking, as we finished the preparations for said dinner. We told them about the new fox we've never seen before and they were as fascinated as we were. At that moment, the hubby was looking out the door and said, "Hey, it's the fox." Then she quickly disappeared over the fence that leads to the vegetable garden. His wife and I crowded around the door and we decided to put dinner on hold as we all tiptoed out to the garden for a closer glimpse of her beauty.





Like little children, we made our way to the garden as quietly as possible and were graced with the most precious glimpses of the Felicia's pups. We only saw three total, but that doesn't mean there aren't more. Immediately, I mentally named them Huey, Dewey, and Louie for some odd reason. But, you should have seen the look on Felicia's face. It was that "Don't make me hurt you" look. So, we quickly bowed our way out of the garden and returned to our final dinner preparations.





Still, we could barely talk of little else, even throughout dinner. So, of course, we had to steal another silent glimpse of the babies. I could shoot myself for not having the camera with me. I was in dinner mode, not guest mode. Anyway, they were still out playing and she still had that stern look on her face, so I shooed everyone back to dinner on the patio.





So, I think I'm going to have to get a strap to carry the camera around my neck, in order to have it at the ready. I'm bound to see them again tomorrow evening when I attempt to tend my vegetable garden. If they're there, then I'll try to get some decent shots and blow off tending the garden. Water will do it sufficient good right now, which I turn on in the backyard by the guesthouse. So, I'm good with that.





Good Grief! I feel like a grandmother! And, maybe this means we'll have less destructive little rats squirrels around now. I mean, the fox pups have to learn to hunt, right? Meanwhile, I'm keeping Trouble The Cat inside, for safe keeping...