Hard to remember as this shy creature gently wooed me on a remote hike that skulks of foxes were the incessant tormentors of the shipwrecked sailors on the Vitus Bering - Georg Steller voyage to find North America from Russia in 1741. Constantly yapping, and starving, the wild foxes bit everything from the toes and nostrils of the dead to the one exposed part of a sailor who tried to answer nature's call in the middle of the night without leaving his tent. The foxes also ran off with Steller's papers and inkwell as he made field notes. Those were native animals. Bigger trouble came later when fur traders introduced other foxes to the islands who eventually decimated the Aleutian Cackling Goose population, among others. A global look at the subject is Alan Burdick's National Book Award-nominated Out of Eden: An Odyssey of Ecological Invasion.
At this rate, you'd expect the third day photo to be a silver fox. As it happens, I live with one, but my partner gets camera shy.
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