sleeping fox

Stumbling outside in the early morning sunlight, I come across this rag blocking my path


What is it?


It’s a tiny fox!


It’s not somebody I’ve met before. But she looks so peaceful sleeping in the sun that I decide to back away and use another path to get to my greenhouse to water my tomato plants.  I’m glad that she seems relaxed enough to ignore me.
I wonder who she is, and what has brought her to my garden – my usual foxes are rather moth eaten; well you’ve all seen pictures of them, I guess? I had a huge drama last winter when the two resident male foxes came down with the most disgusting case of mange I’ve ever seen. I never feed foxes as I really want them to be wild and free, but I had to this time just to get them to eat some anti mange medicine I got from the vet. And it worked, they are almost cured by now; except their tails still look ridiculous, they’re still almost hairless with little tufts at the end,  like bog brushes.

It is funny that whenever I’m in a fizz, I meet up with Fox. I’m rather enjoying these encounters as they calm me down no end.


About Anna

I am a ceramic sculptor living on the South coast near London, England. My work is influenced by my experience of the earth as a living being and seeing how we are all connected with eachother and with the things that surround us. I create ceramic torsos using molochite clay which I often smokefire in galvanised dustbins. I also make House Gods to protect and amuse, and Fat Birds - little smokefired sculptures that tell the story about what it is like to be a fat bird at peace with its surroundings.
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1 Response to sleeping fox

  1. Shards Of DuBois says:

    you are now their protector and home! they feel safe near you. enjoy!!! 🙂


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