The new fox was here this morning, and I went outside to take pictures of him.






He was standing on the other side of the back patio, and Eloise escaped through the slow-closing screen door. She shot out there in a streak, and the fox took off running. She chased him a long ways up the mountain behind the house, and I worried that she wouldn't stop. What if she just kept going and got lost?



But finally, I could see a flash of white up in the forest, and knew she was coming back. In this picture, she is that white triangle at the base of the big tree that is past the edge of the snow. Now she really thinks she's something.

After dark, the fox came back, and Eloise was ready to get out there and chase him again. I'll have to be extra vigilant any time he's here to keep her inside.