Once it was clear I was unlikely to be brutally fox-mauled, I made my way carefully toward the irresistible floof of his magnificent tail. It was amazing! It looked that he'd been to the salon that day-- all full and luxurious and pretty. I bet he's got a giant aerosol can of Dapper Fox Fur Fixative Tailspray tucked away in his den somewhere.
Truly wondrous to behold, it too was so difficult to resist touching or brushing against. ^^ You're there looking at this amazing tail thinking "his back is turned to me, he can't see what I'm up to. If I just gently, gently, gently touch his fur, he's not even likely to notice..." This is dangerous thinking. x3
Probably I could have gotten away with it and been rewarded for my bravery (read: impulsiveness, stupidity) by the joyous memory of that soft caress of fox fur, but I was a wuss and kept a cooler head mostly.
Try to tell me that's not an epic tail. I defy you!
For info on where this was taken and visiting there yourself, see Prat I of Meet Mr. Fluffernutterz. =3
Truly wondrous to behold, it too was so difficult to resist touching or brushing against. ^^ You're there looking at this amazing tail thinking "his back is turned to me, he can't see what I'm up to. If I just gently, gently, gently touch his fur, he's not even likely to notice..." This is dangerous thinking. x3
Probably I could have gotten away with it and been rewarded for my bravery (read: impulsiveness, stupidity) by the joyous memory of that soft caress of fox fur, but I was a wuss and kept a cooler head mostly.
Try to tell me that's not an epic tail. I defy you!
For info on where this was taken and visiting there yourself, see Prat I of Meet Mr. Fluffernutterz. =3
Category Photography / Portraits
Species Fox (Other)
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'bout time you posted pics from the fox village Such an adorable face! Almost lifelike!
i've read the fox village is a bit like a strip club: you don't touch the foxes; they touch you. Would be hard to resist.
and I've also seen videos that show it's not all rosy in the village. Of course it isn't. These are wild animals. There are fights, injuries, sometimes death. Sometimes people are injured, too, but it's rare. Probably be more likely to be head-butted by a goat in a petting zoo in America.
Still... $100 or so would be worth it
i've read the fox village is a bit like a strip club: you don't touch the foxes; they touch you. Would be hard to resist.
and I've also seen videos that show it's not all rosy in the village. Of course it isn't. These are wild animals. There are fights, injuries, sometimes death. Sometimes people are injured, too, but it's rare. Probably be more likely to be head-butted by a goat in a petting zoo in America.
Still... $100 or so would be worth it
I know, it's been a year. =P
Too troo! As nice as it is to imagine a colony of foxes operating as its own little zootopia, like just about any critter population, there's always going to be squabbles (kerfluffles I like to call them) over food, space, territory and such. You can see that this little guy's snout bears a few marks likely earned in fights with other foxes.
There was plenty of discontent visible as limited engagements of bitchy spats between foxes at the watering station and over the treats being tossed to them by visitors. And like lots of mammals, the strategy was largely sonic with foxes squaring off and emitting a series of raucous yips, squeals, screams, barks and cries with the intent of intimidating or driving off the other irritant party before coming to any real blows.
Coupled with the attendant aggressive posturing, this was usually effective and most gripes were brief but noisy as they sorted things out. If that didn't work, things might escalate into what I would describe as kitsune no sumō, where the unresolved grievance becomes a grapple-style wrestling match. We saw this firsthand and it was both cute and worrisome as we didn't want them to hurt each other.
In this conflict, both foxes would rear up and often interlock their forelegs or grip each others neck and shoulders, bitching loudly in high-pitched cries in each others faces as their wide open muzzles often scissored, (for lack of a better term) nearly touching most of the time and daring the other to cross the line to actual biting.
They would disengage and resume bitching at each other at a close distance for a bit, but resume wrestling again if neither conceded. This battle would lose steam from time to time with both foxes laying down, still bitching but with waning enthusiasm. After a short "rest", they were back at it, entangled and sparring with threatening nips as they circled with only their hind paws on the ground.
This cycle would repeat with alternating periods of aggression and then half-hearted griping while laying down only a short distance apart until things ended in mutual withdrawal or one party decided to break off. I don't think we saw an actual bite, instead I think most were threats where they nipped at, but did not actually bite each other.
Obviously it doesn't always end so well.
Yeah, it was totally worth it. =3
Too troo! As nice as it is to imagine a colony of foxes operating as its own little zootopia, like just about any critter population, there's always going to be squabbles (kerfluffles I like to call them) over food, space, territory and such. You can see that this little guy's snout bears a few marks likely earned in fights with other foxes.
There was plenty of discontent visible as limited engagements of bitchy spats between foxes at the watering station and over the treats being tossed to them by visitors. And like lots of mammals, the strategy was largely sonic with foxes squaring off and emitting a series of raucous yips, squeals, screams, barks and cries with the intent of intimidating or driving off the other irritant party before coming to any real blows.
Coupled with the attendant aggressive posturing, this was usually effective and most gripes were brief but noisy as they sorted things out. If that didn't work, things might escalate into what I would describe as kitsune no sumō, where the unresolved grievance becomes a grapple-style wrestling match. We saw this firsthand and it was both cute and worrisome as we didn't want them to hurt each other.
In this conflict, both foxes would rear up and often interlock their forelegs or grip each others neck and shoulders, bitching loudly in high-pitched cries in each others faces as their wide open muzzles often scissored, (for lack of a better term) nearly touching most of the time and daring the other to cross the line to actual biting.
They would disengage and resume bitching at each other at a close distance for a bit, but resume wrestling again if neither conceded. This battle would lose steam from time to time with both foxes laying down, still bitching but with waning enthusiasm. After a short "rest", they were back at it, entangled and sparring with threatening nips as they circled with only their hind paws on the ground.
This cycle would repeat with alternating periods of aggression and then half-hearted griping while laying down only a short distance apart until things ended in mutual withdrawal or one party decided to break off. I don't think we saw an actual bite, instead I think most were threats where they nipped at, but did not actually bite each other.
Obviously it doesn't always end so well.
Yeah, it was totally worth it. =3
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