One of three fox puppies born and raised under our front porch, sleeping away in our front garden. She was so zonked she didn't move, even with four of us walking around her oohing and awwing.
At first we were worried she'd "gone to a better place," she was so still. Then came proof positive she was doing just fine:
And she had to go potty.
Adorable, eh? Well, aside from the pee thing. But you know, when you gotta go you gotta go. It's nature and all that.
Finally, FINALLY I got photos of one of the fox families who return to live under our porch year after year! That's one of my wishes granted. Next I need to capture a hummingbird in flight then I'll be one happy camper.