the tiniest of foxes

Gradus found this little guy or girl that came wandering into our garden. it didn't seem to be doing well and I was afraid it had a broken paw, but while I was looking for a blanket and a basket to transport it to the vet it scurried off into the neighbouring field - but not before I had the chance to sit down and have a long big look at it.
it was breathtaking to see this little ball of fur up close, but it just felt wrong to take a picture of an animal that I thought was in pain- even though I was carrying my camera with me when Gradus dropped the little pup at my feet. so here's a snap of of our lawn instead.

I haven't seen this little guy since, but I've seen it's mum or dad in one of the fields around the house, so I'm hopeful he's doing well. I'm just as hopeful that the electric fence we put up will keep the foxes away from our hens...