The Threat, The Tension & The Vixen…
The dark green feeder tray lay upon the lawn,
Part-filled with an egg and scraps of healthy food,
But still the vixen’s caution and deferential mood
Forced her to cower and circle the receptacle, shy and forlorn…
Her hind legs were angled low, ready to pounce clear
Of the tray, yet she sidled closer with tense, wide eyes,
Though her mistrust was tangible of this untouchable prize
And her instinct was to retreat and disappear…
Suddenly however, she nuzzled the tray inquisitively,
Then sprang back as if burned, or having received
A sudden shock of nocturnal electricity
And exited at speed to devour a morsel hurriedly retrieved…
Pete Ray
26th March 2024…
Again, strange behaviour from a careful, fearful vixen…
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