First the sad news. Sweet Minnie the fox followed her sister Grainne to the Rainbow Bridge at the age of eleven. Last time I saw her she was weaker than usual. She died in her sleep like Grainne. Both had a long and happy life.
Run free in heaven, you beautiful girls!
These are links to some of my blog posts about the Fox Man Pat Gibbons from County Kilkenny and his foxes:
And here is another little soul who needed love and care. Meet Gorta, a 14 weeks old cub named after the famous Kilkenny hurler Martin Comerford’s nickname. In Irish, Gorta means Famine.
Gorta is different colour than the other foxes. He is peach-and-silvery grey with red goggles.
We are sitting outside and Gorta is sniffing the air and perking his ears. His nose never stops moving.
He smelled the ducks grazing in the garden and licked his lips.
A passing car startled him…
…so he did exactly what any other scared baby would do – reached for safety and pressed his little body to Pat.
A universal picture of love and trust.
No matter who or what you are.
Have a happy week!