Walking back to the truck after stopping at a roadside diner on the way back from a sister mine, Igor told me I had a visitor following me. Sure enough, just a few feet to one side and behind me a young fox was following me. He stopped when I stopped, sat down on his haunches and waited for a hand-out. I didn't have any but he made his rounds of other travelers and I'm sure ate well.
From the look of him, it appears he eats well most nights.
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