Very early after my arrival, at a local garden centre I had my first run in with a fox. I was surprised at how casual it was, not seeming to be afraid, and how other humans seemed to be awed at its presence and happy to know it was around. Early October, around 5:30AM, as I was picked up by a taxi I saw another trotting down the side of my street. Most recently, I saw a fox hunting around my back yard garden late Saturday night. It stopped and stared at me for quite a while before running off.
Cool. So far.
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