maribou | more fox paths

It's snowing quite heavily; I just walked home from work. On my way home, a fox turned a corner and stepped to within less than a meter of me before noticing I was there (the snow muffles smell and sound, and our local foxes are v. habituated to people anyway). Wasn't my usual fox, who is a rangy male with a perpetual grin, but a more delicate and compact creature - probably a vixen. She stood for a couple minutes, checking me out, before she continued on her route, doing the normal sniff checks, etc - not hurrying at all. She'd come the way I was going, so I ended up backtracking her home.

Bliss.