The fox I wrote about in a poem in a recent entry, showed up on my street (about a mile from the location of the initial sighting.) She was trotting down the street with a large mouse, huge mole, or some other small animal in her mouth. I turned out of the driveway and drove slowly in her direction. A car came toward us and she detoured into a
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Don't get me wrong though, I don't doubt that it was the same one. I think you can definitely distinguish animals by their personalities, plus the small subtle clues the subconscious picks up on like size, coloring, etc.
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