It’s a Game Called, “I Win.”
April 26, 2008|Comments (20)
As we pulled into the driveway last night, Josh and I realized that we had an uninvited guest snooping around the guinea pen and front yard. The Red fox had returned to finish the job on our birds after the rainstorm. Josh threw the car into park and ran in the house with flip flops clapping on the wet pavement to get his gun but the fox was long gone. My Great White Hunter was bummed.
Inclement weather is ideal weather for a fox to go hunting. Most animals have bedded down and are unsuspecting. Nighttime inclement weather is even better. (I say this like I am an expert or something… Josh told me, ok?)
This morning, we awoke to a thick fog and Josh set up camp on the front porch with binos (that’s military-man speak for binoculars), rifle, coffee, and the Bible.
He’s going to protect his babies. Don’t worry chickens: Daddy’s home.
—————————–Update on the pesky fox battle————————–
Josh discovered that the hillside is the fox suburbs (a bedroom community of poultry-munchers) and began trap construction. He killed two of them this morning and is now after the rest. Yes, they have awakened the sleeping giant: Josh, the hunter/tracker/trapper. Beware the determined man. Testosterone abounds.
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LOL! Love this one. You remind me of my good friend Kim at Art4Life when she has written about her husband. I hope the fox hasn’t done any harm. They are pretty sneaky. We had one go under the turkey fence and kill 5 of our turkeys last year at my sisters’ farm. They have a huge quonset in which the turkey coop is kept (the turkeys are grazed when they get older). It is fenced very high and then has ball diamond netting to the roof, but the fox of course went under. Quite a loss when we get 25 turkeys in all. We get the turkeys pretty big before slaughter so even 5 for each family is plenty.
I love the picture of your hubby reading his Bible with his gun nearby. Do the fox get all of your birds? I hope not!
I love your descriptions… it’s like being there.
I hope it works and you get rid of those pesky foxes. They’re beautiful, but so destructive.
(and I asked in my last email about the gray birds with little heads… duh! Guinea fowl! Silly me.)
Enjoy the weekend,
KH
Go, Josh! When he’s done finding all your foxes, he can come here and find all of mine! We have now perfected the art of channelling all the chickens into the goat and alpaca pastures (fenced with mesh) for free-ranging. That has cut our losses a lot.
A man’s gotta do what a man’s gotta do! Now do you get a lovely coat?
Our chickens are doing very well!
oooh, a coat sounds like a grand idea!!
Foxes are cunning little creatures with a big appetite for sure! It’s nice you live in the country where you can actually take care of the pests, vs. living in a city where you can’t touch them!!! (ie. raccoons and possums and squirrels!!!). Where I come from, we EAT squirrels, not FEED THEM!!!
-sigh- City folk.
So cool! What a handy hubby you have there.
Even if the squrrels eat some, it is worth it.
Well, this city folk had a wonderful day, feeding her backyard birdies and watching the beauty that comes into my yard.
Have a wonderful rest of your weekend! Hugs, Robin
I love the picture of him on the porch with binoculars, rifle, coffee, and Bible - Four things that make a man more powerful.
Lol too awesome! Love it!!
We went to a little thing called the Family Farm Fun Day today, will be posting tomorrow. This simple living really does inspire A GREAT DEAL of entertainment to me
Gina,
That’s funny about eating squirrel. I haven’t met anyone else that had. I personally HATE eating squirrel but I have certainly eaten more than anyone else I know outside of my family. Thankfully after I turned 13, my parents didn’t make me eat anything I didn’t like anymore. I am still haunted by memories of squirrel bodies soaking in the fridge!
Fantastic photo! Keep up the good work, Josh!
Well, did the fox get any of the eggs? Cool pics.
But my dog ate it. 
I use to eat squirrel and went squirrel hunting with my Dad once. I also got to keep the tail.
Great blog…I’ll be back to visit!
Yep! Memories!! haha! My sister and I used to play with the tails.
I am now “city folk”- and I have to deal with NEIGHBORS instead- frankly, I’d rather be dealing with the pests- at least I could shoot them!!!!!
sorry- feeling a little MAD right now. We have a next door 2-family rental that always has trashy tenants, and we seem to be receiving some retaliation for a complaint I filed- you know, against lovely things like piled up dog dung and litter and 3 feet high weeds… just your basic TRASHINESS!!!! Someone decided to rip out all my beautiful tulips I had planted and throw them all into the street.
Frankly- I’d give anything for country life with no neighbors and a pesky fox right about now.
Somebody, git me m’gun!!!!!!!!!
I really enjoy your blog and have included it on my site’s most recent blogroll…hope you catch that fox!
Morning, Lacy. ::wave:: I’m sorry to hear you’re having trouble with the fox. The sad thing is that they’re just doing what foxes do; if they think there’s an easy meal for them, they’ll try to get it. I’m so sorry that the only alternative to dealing with them is killing them; it’s too bad Josh can’t just trap them and re-release them elsewhere…
If you have time, and if you’re at all interested, do feel free to drop by for a chuckle or two. *big grin* 
I hope you have a great week, my friend. Manic Monday is up, and in my opinion, it’s one of my best ones yet.
I love the Holly says post!
then maybe he could come around here and do something about the deer in my yard…
venison anyone?
Now that’s a picture of a man - his coffee, his weapon and his Bible.
If you’re ready to get really down and dirty with this simple living thing, fox hide is probably (and this is a semi-educated guess) fairly easy to tan. As little as they are it’s probably a lot like bobcat which tans up beautifully.
I agree, Judy, what a man picture!
-L