She'd follow us on our late night walks with the dogs, staying just in the shadows until I starting talking to her, calling her "kitty" because I thought she was the neighborhood cat that used to follow us.
Gray foxes are considerably smaller than the red foxes & they climb trees!! One night, my big yellow lab, not leashed, chased her up a tree. I screamed at my dog, who loves cats, thinking why would you chase a kitty? So I shined a flash light up the tree and found this sweet, tiny fox face staring back at me. Omg, a fox! We've had the company of a fox all this time.
She had been following other neighbors too & they too had not realized she was a fox.
I started leaving small treats for her after our walks every night. She would come onto our driveway to get them and would soon would approach me for more if & when I was out. This was a BIG MISTAKE. MY mistake! Stupid, stupid me!!! I had caused my sweet little wild foxy to begin approaching other neighbors more closely.
The word got out. Fearing foxy, my dumbasses neighbors started carrying sticks at night. FFFF!! This tiny critter would not hurt them. But convince hunter mentality neighbors of this? Impossible. I vehemently argued with them & warned a group of a dozen of them that I'd be very upset if anything happened to her. F them!! I blame myself...& my Republican neighbors. 😞
So sad.