The one night I was In hospital last week, Peter said he showed up with one of his hind legs obviously broken.
Maybe If I had been there I could have caught him to get him medical treatment but even after 7 years, Peter can not get as close to the Foxes as I can.
Since that night, he was no-where to be seen and I feared the worst because his Alpha Vixen Instead of eating In-front of me, was gathering as many chicken legs as she could get In her mouth and returning to Earth. I guessed he may have been holed up trying to recover.
I did agonise with the Idea of searching the Earth for him this week In-case he had Internal Injuries also as the most likely scenario was, he had been hit by a car. However, to go rummaging In a Fox Earth would un-doubtably spook the rest of the family and they may have abandoned all together.
This morning we got a call from the Care-taker of the school to come and remove a dead Fox for him and Peter has just brought the body of my dear Clarkson home to bury.
Foxes only live for approx 2 years so I know I have been honoured to have him for 7 years.
Goodbye my beautiful boy
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