I was about a quarter way down the back bridge at the park this morning, looking more over the sides for the fawn than forward when I stopped and the fox stopped. Standoff.
I wasn't surprised to see the fox but what did surprise me was what it was carrying in its mouth.
It was obvious that the fox wanted to cross the bridge and I felt badly as I suspect it had young ones on the other side. It timidly started forward then stopped. I couldn't decide on whether to turn around or not but figured it would not cross even if I backtracked.