The foxes pass through the property all the time; they are brazen and fearless. This guy sat down, scratched at a flea, stretched, yawned, hung around for 5 minutes or so...and all the while, Maggie was frantically barking her shrill little Schnauzer screech through the glass doors in the great room. The fox was simply thumbing his nose at her, and she knew it!
A lovely little mama cardinal during our last snow: