
On 29 July I spotted the fox on the roof again. And he did not forget his blue shopping bag. I wonder where he hunts? What does he eat? He has grown, so he is not starving. The garrage roof is his place to relax and sleep in the sun. Or he/she is still hoping to find his pups?
It is impossible to know the mind of creatures who are not us. But they are part of the universe we are in, so we try to understand.