Fox on a wall.

[rhythmaning]

Yesterday evening, walking home in the twilight, I saw a dog sitting on a wall; and then as I got closer, I saw it wasn't a dog, but a fox. It was very calm, not at all interested - I got quite close. It looked at me, and was very unconcerned.

I slowly took my backpack off, and unzipped the side-pocket, reaching for my little pocket-camera. I took two pictures before there was a rustling in the bushes behind the fox, and it jumped off the wall to investigate.