Monday Morning #Haiku 126 & 127 — Fox Snooze

fox-sleeping

~Midday siesta~
Fox, oblivious to world,
sleeps in Autumn sun.

~Midnight hunting trip~
Fox, alert to every sound,
slinks in moon shadows.

Author: Sarah Potter Writes

Sarah is a British eccentric who writes offbeat fiction, haiku and tanka poetry. When stuck for words, she sketches or paints instead. She's into nature conservation, sustainability, gardening, dogs, natural health, and reading. Her sociability is something that happens in short bursts with long breathing spaces in between.

32 thoughts on “Monday Morning #Haiku 126 & 127 — Fox Snooze”

    1. I think he is busy. My dog sometimes woofs at him through the window at night, when he’s hyperactive. He comes right up the back door by where he sleeps, just to drive her mad, as he knows he’s safe. It’s a love-hate game they play. She sometimes wags her tail at him during the day, provided he’s the other side of the fence.

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  3. Serene, mysterious, and majestic. I always loved foxes. I saw one walk roughly five feet in front of me once when I was walking home.

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    1. I often see foxes up close. There’s one young fox who stands there really close and stares at me if I’m outside after dark. Not a sign of fear at all. Just curiosity. He runs away if he sees my dog, though!

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      1. They definitely have an adventurous side, but if they sense any danger they run away.

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    1. I love the way foxes slink along when they’re on the prowl, or skulk (that’s another good verb for this particular stance of theirs). I wouldn’t want to be their prey, though.

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  5. This pairing instantly made me feel warm and cozy and drowsy… And could you have cued a more perfectly autumnal backdrop for that lovely coat? Marvelous. 🙂

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    1. He’s very sweet, but I don’t think he’d appreciate a cuddle! There’s a young teenage fox who is very friendly to me and quite fascinated by the sound of my voice. He likes it when I say “Hello, little foxy” and sometimes moves closer. My dog would be furious to see me talking to a fox in a friendly manner, but I only do so when I’m out the front of my house where she doesn’t go. The neighbours probably think I’m quite bonkers.

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    1. Thank you, Cybele. He is a very fine fox indeed:-) I know all about being behind, so have decided recently just to let some things go and prioritise what needs doing and go for it in manageable stages. Otherwise, the failure to complete things will drive me mad and I’ll be forever chasing my tail (which isn’t nice and bushy like Mr Fox’s tail but an invisible yet emotionally weighty presence!).

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      4. They couldn’t keep up with the rats that decided to take up residence under our garden shed in the summer, after my neighbour had a big clear of his garden. We had a terrible battle to get rid of them. I think the foxes must have been preoccupied with prowling the woods at that time and not our garden!

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      6. That’s horrible being driven out of your home by vermin. It reminds me of James Herbert’s horror novel “Rats”. Fortunately, none of the ones in our garden came in the house, probably thanks to our dog chasing them off.

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      7. Good dog! Never read the book, but watched my brother live it in a most personal way! He’s very happy where he is, and sometimes it takes a little crisis to move us out of our comfort zone into a better place.

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    1. Don’t worry. It’s Mr Fox who’s doing the hunting. Nobody is allowed to hunt him, as such sport is banned in the UK. I think he is a very safe fox, day and night. Most of the ones around our way also seem to have good road sense, which is good as cars can be their greatest potential peril.

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      2. Nextdoor’s backyard. He knows we have a dog, albeit one that is becoming accepting of him and sometimes wags her tail if she can smell him through the fence. I think she’s a bit of a NIMBY, in that foxes are okay as long as they’re in someone else’s garden! She has followed one along a path, at a close distance whilst on her lead, and not gone mad at the sight of it — unlike if she spots a cat.

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