Wounded fox

He's gorgeous, passes through our garden looking princely. Last night I saw him, he had hurt a paw, got it pulled right up under his body. The Fox Project tells me it's probably just a strain, and recommend I get arnica pills, stuff them in a slice of jam rolypoly and leave it in the garden for him. I'll do that.


Meanwhile I feel strange, nervous fluttery stomach. There's no reason for it. Will sit a while and try to compose myself before tonight.