May 15 2009
Two unique guys have a very successful evening with wild American foxes!
So my swinging cousin Kevin–no, silly, not that Cousin Kevin, but my most successful and swinging cousin Kevin who is also a famous photographer, who is so wild he even made a book called Wild Delaware, calls me up and tells me he knows about this fox bar. He says the foxes there are very beautiful and they are very easy to cruise successfully. He asks me if I want to go there, so I say, “Why not? There’s nothing preventing us! Those foxes are sure to be impressed with the great big bulges on our tripods!”
So we get to the place and Kevin is right! It is crawling with foxes! Beautiful American foxes who are unafraid of two unique guys such as us.
These foxes are not only very beautiful, they are very young, making them easy to cruise for swinging guys like us with our loose nylon shorts.
And here is something I will tell you–these young American foxes were not even afraid to come right out on the road, right in front of us. Such a thing would never have happened back in Czechoslavakia, where young foxes will only talk to high party officials!
This hot young American fox is coming right over to check out Kevin. Hey look! She is even smaller than the very impressive bulge on his tripod!
Then this fox went off to the side of the road, where she started digging some kind of crazy American fox hole. My cousin Kevin and I could not believe how wild this fox was! Never before have we had a fox dig a hole right at our feet.
Just when we thought our evening could not get any wilder and more successful, well, I have some news for you–the fox’s sister showed up! Now, there were two foxes for us to cruise.
When the one fox sister was done digging her small hole, the two foxes decided to get a little more comfortable, pretending to not even be concerned with me and my cousin.
You can even see that their ears are full of large American ticks, which make the hot young foxes very, very itchy.
Though they did not speak good English like me and my cousin, it was easy for us to see that the itchy young foxes wanted to swing with us!
We were ready to go back to their fox den right then, but the young American foxes told us that they still lived there with their parents, who might not like to see guys so unique as Kevin and me with large Japanese bulges on our tripods. So we said, “Hey, that’s no problem! We can meet you back at our swinging pads. Just be sure to bring many birth control devices with you!”
Well, I am a little sorry to tell you, the foxes never showed. Perhaps their parents came home and told them to watch out for guys so swinging as us. But that’s OK–we will be sure to get back to that fox bar sometime very soon. Why don’t you make a bet on it, O.K.?
Heh. You and Kevin certainly are two wild and crrrazy guys, Jeff! What a couple of sweet foxes you found there!
Wooo! What a shot Jeff & Kevin, the picture show so much about them. It seem like they knew you two….
Those little foxy sisters are as cute as can be.
And if I squint I can ignore the GINORMOUS TICKS!
{{{ugh}}}
Yup. Get away with murder cute! (and they do.)
You are showing your age with your “wild and crazy guys” routine, Jeff.
And, I hate to tell you, but I suspect it may be more than ticks making your beautiful young American foxes so itchy. Ticks don’t usually itch, and I think I see signs of Sarcoptic mange (“scabies”) in a couple of those photos. You and Kevin should be glad they didn’t come back to your den.
I’m with Kathi-when you come upon young and friendly American foxes beware: they are often loaded with various cooties from their wild and crazy exploits! (VERY entertaining post, BTW!
Wow–that’s wonderful for you to be allowed so close.
I found a den last spring, but wasn’t able to get as close before they popped back inside. Maybe differences in age? Or were those kits really hungry?
Shouldn’t Mom or Dad nip those ticks out of their ears??
Where were they? I hope not missing in action.
Wild and crazy, Jeff!
These images are so much fun! Kinda’ hard to take a photo with a big lens when they walk right up to you, huh? And your crazy sense of humor…glad the foxes didn’t take you up on any swinging panky. Looks like they were quite content where they lay.
…oh, except for the ticks! Yuck.
Oh, you are one lucky and crazy guy! I must be doing something very wrong as the hot American foxes always run away from me! I dance for them, I sing to them, and I too also show them my bulging tripod! What am I doing wrong? They always run back to the woods just by me getting out of my classy American vehicle.
I must be doing something horribly wrong here in America. Maybe I need to be finding some of your hot style, eh?
In a more normal accent … Awesome shots and I’m very happy to have found your site!
BEAUTIFUL photos from a pair of wild and crazy guys out trying to get a little American Fox!
I don’t know which is more memorable, your bulging tripods or the video of Cousin Kevin – glad your ’swinging coz Kev’ has a different definition of fun.
Jeff,
I needed a good laugh:
…making them easy to cruise for swinging guys like us with our loose nylon shorts.
What a great post – how lucky for you and Kevin to see those cuties but I cringe at the size of those ticks!
Mary
Awesome post! What beautiful foxes.
Are your nylon shorts plaid? And you are not swinging properly if you do not have the Mr. T starter set gold chains. I think you can pick up a set at Wally-mart.
That is undoubtedly the most incredible, beautiful, swinging (and funny) fox show ever. That’s a once in a lifetime encounter…… I can’t quit looking (or laughing!)
WHAT you were out cruising again??? Oh I’m gonna show you some baby foxes!
Wow!
This post has certainly generated a lot of responses, which, I must say, is really gratifying for me. I don’t bum out if a post generates few comments, but I always like more.
One quick note, if anyone is still listening: I threw any pretense of accuracy out the window when I elected to go for the, “wild & crazy guys,” motif. Except for the loose nylon shorts. That part is all too real.
As Kathi points out, ticks aren’t especially itchy and it looks like one of the kits is already suffering from mange.
Further, I have no clue what the real sex of these two kits is. There was also at least one more kit present, but he or she got lost on the cutting room floor.
Anyway, thanks to everybody for looking and for commenting. Lots of fun!
Jeff
Jeff,
Better late than never to leave a comment…
I loved every picture of these two handsome (pretty) foxes… ticks and all. They were so friendly I can’t believe it. Your commentary was so entertaining and funny I couldn’t stop reading.. no wonder you got so many comments.
Those ARE NOT American Foxes.
Not native to North America, anyway.
They are Red Foxes, an INVASIVE SPECIES, which was introduced by humans to North America.
Red Foxes compete with their less aggressive cousins, the NATIVE Gray Fox. They often evict Gray Foxes from their territories.
Red Foxes are even harder on Arctic Foxes, another NATIVE SPECIES to North America.
To paraphrase Forrest Gump: “Beauty is as Beauty does”.
Hey Nate–
Seems like you’re taking what is (to me) obviously a joke/pop culture reference as a serious biogeographic pronouncement.
But setting that aside, is it really correct to say, “They are Red Foxes, an INVASIVE SPECIES, which was introduced by humans to North America?” It’s a question I’ve long wondered about.
I have no doubt that SOME Red Foxes were introduced (probably by fox hunters) to areas in the eastern U.S. where they were not native or extirpated. But I have a hard time accepting that they were NEVER found in N.A. before European settlement.
I know this is scant and problematic evidence, but the Wikipedia entry certainly suggests a more complex situation: http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Red_fox
On multiple trips to the Churchill area of Hudson Bay, I’ve seen “blue” and “cross” morph Red Foxes. It’s certainly possible that these are derived from introduced populations, but I don’t know, it just doesn’t seem likely.
So anyhow, I’m very interested in getting to the bottom of questions of origin. But I’m extremely uninterested in being lectured when I’m aiming to be funny.
Sorry if I’ve misconstrued your comment, but I really don’t need you to catch me up on the basics of indigenous vs. exotic species.
With love,
Jeff
Sorry Jeff – your attempt at humor went straight over my head.
I mistook the attempted humor for ignorance…