On a recent walk from Neroche, up on the Blackdowns, I spotted a movement on the edge of a field of newly cut grass and was able to watch a young fox in broad daylight as it idly sniffed the ground and listened for possible prey that might have escaped the tractor blades.
It was completely oblivious of us, even though we had a dog with us, and it caught no scent of us as the wind was blowing towards us.
Its attention was distracted by a gull and it watched it as it flew close to the ground before disappearing.
Finally it must have heard us as it gave us a meaningful stare before it loped across the field back in the direction from which it first came and disappeared through the hedge line.


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