Mistaken Identity

This was the evening I was mistaken for a chicken thief. Not long after I had set up my blind near this mother foxes den she was eyeing the strange intrusion on her territory and soon I saw why. She eyed my blind suspiciously as she came closer and closer to me, finally about 15 yards away she stopped and quickly dug up a disgusting dead chicken that she obviously thought I was going to steal. I watched her as she took it about a hundred yards away and buried it again only to look my way and then dig it up again, she did this once more in another spot until finally moving out of my sight with the chicken. A few minutes later she happily trotted back into sight without the chicken.

Red Fox, Southwestern Saskatchewan