Growing up in suburban Baltimore, I saw my share of squirrels,
And although they weren’t seen much, skunks made their presence known.
I had no idea that suburban New Jersey–directly west of Manhattan–would be home to all those animals and more. Recently, we received a new “visitor” to our backyard. It wasn’t this cute raccoon resting in a tree,
or the opossum that chatters at night,
or the groundhog that tunnels under our yard,
or the wild turkey that displays its feathers for the ladies,
or the Box Turtle that gave me a kiss,
or the Red Fox we see at dawn and dusk,
At first I thought it was a fox because it looked more like this, but redder.
I told my family, “It’s strange, I saw a Red Fox at ten in the morning.They’re usually asleep by then.”
The next day, Hubby said, “Come quick! There’s a coyote in our backyard!”
I said, “That’s the fox I saw!”
He said, “It’s a coyote!”
“It’s a coyote! I know from watching Roadrunner and Wile E. Coyote.”
Hon, do you see the resemblance?