On my morning walk around the neighborhood, I spotted a mess of feathers at the bottom of the hill and immediately thought that someone must have hit a chicken. A nearby neighbor has chickens that often cross the road, but then, I looked up and saw the more likely predator, a red fox. The fox put its head down as soon as I spotted it, and as I moved passed, it dragged its great big chicken across the driveway, closer to the thicket, and away from me. Both the fox and the chicken were large. I take this as a warning to our future ducks, bunnies, and current kittens. . .
Anna Lentz, artist, writer, and creativity coach who blogs about making a creative life connected with nature at Spring Bird.