I got into the car and thanked god to be on my way home. Robin said 'Someone delivered you a parcel today', I assumed another set of packaging materials. I thought about everything I needed to do - packaging up a big order, preparing ymself for the weekend. We got into the driveway and I saw a fuzzy auburn form lying on the wooden table outside the door. I couldn't figure it out - bad eyesight. I got out and went over to it. A little fox, female I assumed and later confirmed, dead of course. "Willie brought it round today" Robin said.
And I remembered, a long time ago that i'd mentioned to the groundskeeper that I would like to see one of the foxes he killed & he said he would bring one around, and now years (?) later there one was. A lot of things went through my head, where was I going to put her, how long until she started rotting? what was I thinking? What will I do with her?
Robin said not to worry, it wouldn't rain, it was cold, I could see her better in the morning. I knew i'd be late for work but what can you do?
The next morning I got up early and got my camera and sketch pad and waited for it to get light and then I sketched as fast as I could - there was only really time for one small sketch of the head and after that I took as many photos as my battery would allow. I wished i'd had more time, but I actually had to go and bury her before getting the late train. This was an excercise in tragi-comedy which i'm glad noone saw.
Here's just a couple of the photos which I managed to get. If you're squeamish, best just not look...But, i'm really happy with the whole lot of them, they've managed to capture some of the very finest details of fur...it is a world of difference seeing a fox up-close, the particularities of the fur, it's quite coarse and bristly. Previously i've given it a softness which it doesn't really possess.
If anyone would like to see better images (the full size versions) for their own reference, just drop me a line (firstname.lastname@example.org) and i'll zip them up and send them along.