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If it weren’t bad enough that the neighborhood fox obliterated (and ate) our entire chicken flock and chases the cats up trees, it also torments us on occasion with it’s midnight cries.  The first time we heard it, we were sure a fox had gotten stuck in a trap.  Turns out she was only looking for a mate.  The vixen scream continued all spring and now occasionally we hear the alarm bark.

If anyone would like a haunted forest walk for Halloween, head on over to our place.

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