The fox didn't run, and just stood there, staring at me. Oh, gee, not a good sign. It was only when I yelled at my dog to stop lunging, that the fox turned and ran.
The fox came back yesterday, and was munching on apples that had fallen from our trees in the back yard. I immediately grabbed my camera, hoping to get some beautiful photos, only to realize that the fox was not just scrawny, he was terribly sick! The poor little guy was covered in mange, and just miserable--scratching constantly, with sores all over, and skin that looked like a leper. His eyes were swollen shut, and that's when I realized why he hadn't run away the day before, even though I was right in front of him. He couldn't see me!
I searched the internet, and found a few places that would rescue him. This WEBSITE for the Tufts Wildlife Medical Program showed a heartwarming story of the rescue and rehab of a little fox that looked just like mine. (Yes, I think of him as "mine" now.) I called Tufts this morning and spoke to a wonderful girl who was extremely helpful, knowledgeable, and sympathetic.
When a fox gets mange, the itch is terrible, and they lose much of their heavy coat. Now that our nights are getting colder, he could die of hypothermia without treatment.
He stayed around nearly all afternoon, eating apples...
Notice that his eyes are nearly completely shut. This means that he can't hunt, and has to hope there's something on the ground that he can eat that won't run away!
Poor little guy kept wiping his eyes...
Finally, he curled up and went to sleep...
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