Sunday 3 December 2006: Close Encounters
Sad and slightly distressing Sunday. Into the woods as usual for a walk with His Highness when we heard a fox crying. It sounds like a vixen at the breeding time but usually you only hear that at night - a high pitched scream. We met some other dogs but none of them were excited at all.
Further in and Ruaridh shot off and came across this little vixen obviously in distress. Unfortunatly I think she'd been hit by a car and maybe hurt her leg but there was nothing we could do - what could you?
She was still alive and trying to run away but very tired - so best to leave her alone.