Social Fox

Summary

A person takes an evening walk with their Staffordshire Bull Terrier in Greater London and encounters a fox, who is soon joined by others, creating a unique suburban wildlife experience.

Abstract

The narrative "Social Fox" unfolds as the author describes an enchanting evening walk with their Staffie in the suburbs of Greater London. The walk takes an interesting turn when a fox begins to follow them, intrigued by the dog's presence. The fox, displaying both bravery and cunning, maintains a discreet distance, stopping when noticed and resuming its pursuit. As the walk progresses, more foxes join, drawn to the dog's dark brindle coat and confident gait. The author finds joy in this silent companionship, a rare occurrence in the urban sprawl. The experience culminates with the author feeding the foxes some biscuits, much to the Staffie's dismay. The author expresses a desire for this nocturnal ritual to continue, cherishing the connection with the natural world amidst the cool suburban life.

Opinions

The author perceives the fox's behavior as brave and clever, suggesting a mutual curiosity between the wild animal and the domestic dog.
The foxes' interest in the dog indicates a sense of community and social interaction within the urban wildlife.
The author feels privileged to witness such a natural phenomenon in an urban setting, implying that such encounters are unusual and special for city dwellers.
The act of feeding the foxes reveals the author's empathy and appreciation for urban wildlife, despite the dog's initial confusion and displeasure.
The author values the connection with nature and looks forward to future encounters, highlighting the importance of these experiences for personal well-being and a sense of wonder in the everyday.

Poetry of a cool suburban dog walk in Greater London

Social fox was brave and he decided to follow me, With my chunky Staffie dog in a quiet lonely street, Through the evening soft lamp glow, My cute dog didn’t seem to know.

That clever fox was stalking not so very far behind, Every now and then I turned around for what I’d find, And Mr Fox stopped suddenly in his own subtle tracks, As if to say, ‘Why are you smiling? No need to look back’.

But he was keen on watching how my old dog carried on, In silence he just followed us past hedges, trees and cars.

My happy dog was confident and jogged so unaware, More amber eyes would soon be staring through the damp night air.

And as we made our way around the widest easy bend, Two more handsome redheads came to watch my furry friend. It must have been her dark brindle and glossy shining coat, that made her look mysterious as she paced up the road.

I loved knowing the silent foxes stayed the course behind, It isn’t something many Greater London people find.

Somehow my new friends could feel at ease and free to roam, So I turned around once more when we were close to home.

And threw a few dog crunchy biscuits from my pocket pleat, It seemed those amber eyes were often focused and hungry. Then my Staffie realised we had not walked alone, and wasn’t very pleased watching her treats fly down the road.

Still I hoped the foxes would appear tomorrow night, for another leafy Autumn stroll through cool suburban life.

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