The faces of the foxes.

I know what you’re thinking…

Okay… so foxes and chickens aren’t an ideal combination. And, let me tell you, we had some close calls and a couple of losses.
Winter 2020, we had a pair of foxes make the culvert at the end of our long farm driveway a safe home to have her kits. We saw the tracks when waiting for the school bus, we saw the packed down spots in the snow where she sunned herself on chilly winter mornings. I’d be lying if I said my photographer heart was not thrilled at another opportunity to capture a young fox family.
I’m not going to pretend there was 100% mutual respect here. The foxes really didn’t bother us at all. I spent many evenings lying on the grass while ‘mama’ watched from a distance and the kits approached my camera
(I think the closest they came was about 1 foot away from my lens). Our children were able to witness and take in the curiosity, wonder and animation of the young foxes. It really was a rare, beautiful experience.
However… we had a couple of hens disappear, a rooster that died protecting his hens and a couple of close calls with feathers flying.
The foxes became quite an attraction in our rural neighbourhood. Many cyclists, walkers and cars would stop from a distance and watch the kits playing in the golden hour evening light.
So, this is how we came to name our modest micro-hatchery/flock;
Fox Lane Wyandottes.