An Encounter
An early walk this morning, sun smoldering orange on the horizon, first birds clearing their throats, air soft on my skin. Back home, I bounce and stretch on the trampoline. When the fox spots me, I’m doing the bird dog exercise, so I’m on all fours just as she is. We are maybe 20 feet apart.
A fox’s face is doglike, though the eyes are more wary than soulful. The animal takes my measure just as I take hers.
I wish we could hold the gaze longer than we do, but she’s smart. She knows better than to linger long with someone 10 times her size. So she scampers off to try an alternative route to her prey. And I go back to my exercise. Just another morning in the suburbs.
