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Anyway, it turns out the fox did have rabies, which is kind of a relief, in that she didn't die for nothing.
However, now those that were bitten have to have the shots anyway.
So wonderful you were able to save those kitties!
You take care as well.
Thanks.
I wish we would go extinct and leave the rest of the biosphere alone.
Goddammit! Fucking humans! 
mentally kicked myself for what I'd said in my post. I feel so sad that the fox was rabid, and I was afraid her babies would have to be euthanized too. 
under these circumstances, everyone bitten should have received rabies shots immediately, because the fox was, at that point, indeed symptomatic because of the unusual behavior.
I was thinking of deleting my response, because I think I went off on a rant that may have been un-associated with what actually happened.
I jumped the gun without knowing all of the facts, probably due to the fact that our relationship with wild animals seems to be a hot button with me.
Of course, I agree with everything you typed. In fact, one worry I always have is this. There are a lot of bats in my neighborhood, and I used to get a lot of them in my living space until I remodeled my home. They can be in your closet or something during the day, and then come out and start flying around your house when you're sleeping. They have tiny teeth, so you might not know you have been bitten. I'm of the mind that if you see a bat flying around your room(s), unless you saw it come in and you know it has not been in the house when you were sleeping, you should probably seek a series of rabies shots immediately.
Years ago, my two dogs were sprayed by a skunk at 5AM. There's nothing like that odor up close and personal after it gets on your clothes after you pick your sprayed dogs up and carry them to where you can clean them up.
By the way, to anyone reading, don't get them wet with water, or you're going to have a bad time. I now forget how you are supposed to handle it, but water is not good, I think it locks the odor in more, or something like that.
Anyway, I took them to the groomer later in the day and she got rid of most of the odor.
My biggest concern when this happened was that rabies could be spread by skunk spray. I assumed that it would HAVE to be transmitted that way. My vet managed to reassure me. Both my dogs were vaccinated, but I was still worried. I can't remember exactly what finally calmed me down, but it may have been the fact that they were vaccinated, and she may have said it is spread just through bites, but I was still wary.
Thinking about this some more, I think I will delete my post because it contains some poorly thought out opinions, but I appreciate and understand your response here.
I'm going to bookmark this OP in case I ever need this recipe, but I hope I never need it! 
Thanks so much for providing it!
I'll tell you what happened with the skunks...
My wife is usually the one who takes the dogs out. We don't let them go out alone. She got uparound 5AM, and I was just crawling out of bed trying to shake the cobwebs out.
All of a sudden I heard this blood curdling scream from my wife, and then she kept calling out the names of our dogs. I had no idea what was happening. I usually just sleep in my underwear, but for some reason on this day, I had on a shirt and some sweats, probably because it was cold (this happened in November). I knew from her scream that something really bad happened, so I immediately ran out the backdoor, barefooted. Both my dogs had this poor little skunk pinned on it's back, and both of them got sprayed.
I managed to get the dogs off the skunk, and stupidly picked up one under each arm to get them the heck out of there. Got that musk all over me. It didn't even smell like a skunk that close, it smelled much worse. 
I knew they did not get bitten while I was hauling them off the skunk, and my wife confirmed they did not get bitten, just sprayed.
We threw both dogs into the tub while we were both gagging from the smell. By now, the whole house stunk.
Boy dog was hanging his head and would not look at me. He got immediately depressed. Girl dog was looking at me like an extremely pissed off human would.
We tried hosing them down in the tub, but that made the smell worse. Then, I thought...BEER! I think I've heard that beer works! There was no beer in the house, so I drove my dumb ass to Wegmans just before 5am. They refused to sell me beer because I think it had to be after 530 or 600 am or something until they could sell it legally...something like that...some alcohol law.
So I went home. I had the day off, my wife had to go to work. They made her go home immediately.
