no lions and tigers, yet

A reddish fox trotted across our forest-lined driveway as I walked down to get the mail today. The same color as the shadows in this autumn-leafed woodland, he seemed to magically appear in my peripheral vision. I managed to focus on him quickly enough to catch his disinterested lope across my path into the dappled tangled of trees and weeds on the other side. I wished he had found a reason to loiter a while, as did the bear we had in our back yard recently.
No lions and tigers around here. Just bear and fox and raccoons and groundhog (which has managed to eat up whatever remaining vegetation there was on the potted plants I had so cleverly arranged on an old wooden pallet at the edge of the woods).