Foxes ( four legged )

I think they are a protected species. Not sure though.

Never shot one before. I've seen a red fox in BR hunting and several grey's in Natchez. Never really considered shooting one though.

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Foxes ( four legged )

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ahhh the best kind.

i've got a couple of greys that's been around my house for quite some time now.... The suckers are getting to where they aren't scared of me. If I'm outside and happen to see them, they'll sit on their hind legs and look at me...

And I barely see any rabbits anymore.... They are starting to aggrevate me

both red and grey are illegal to kill here in LA, right?

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Anyone ever kill one, was it red or grey??

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This one was chasing the wife's cat. She thought they were playing.

My dad turned over his trapping hobby to me when I was 10. I ran fox traps for a couple of years until fur prices went down. My line was wooded, so I mostly caught greys, but I caught one or two reds.

Around or about 15 years ago, at least, I was picking purple hulls out in the garden one day in late August. I had just baled the second cuttin of hay and the hay field was nice and smooth. I had this den of groundhogs at the other end of the hayfield that I was trying to kill out. So...I had my 30.06 leaning against a pine tree just in case one of those groundhogs decided to wander out and look around. Keepin an eye out for groundhogs and pickin purple hulls at the same time, I saw this very strange looking critter walkin my way through the cattle pasture. I had never, ever seen anything that looked like this thing. It had a big tuft of hair or fur on the end of it's tail and the rest of the body was completely hairless. It looked like some kind of exotic African critter to me, but it had absolutely no fur or hair except for the ball of hair on the tip of it's tail. When this thing saw me, it stopped for about three seconds, staring straight at me, and then proceeded, at a trot now, straight for me. I dropped my bucket of purple hulls, grabbed that .06 and killed this "thing" about 50 yards from me by now. Still didn't know what it was, but I could tell it was some kind of canine. I called our local county agent (Mr. Kimble, we called him, but that wasn't his real name). Well, he came down here, chopped its head off and shipped the head to Virginia Tech to see if it was rabid or not since it had shown no fear and was coming straight at me. Turns out it was not rabid and it was a red fox that was slap eat up with the mange. Didn't have a scrap of hair or fur except for that little tuft of hair on the very end of it's tail. Mr. Kimble said I did that fox a favor by putting it out of its misery, but that fox didn't do me any favors by runnin straight at me, disguised as some kind of African Chupacabra critter intent on bitin my arse. That's the only fox I've ever killed.