September 23.
I see on the top of the Cliffs to-day the dung of a fox, consisting of fur, with part of the jaw and one of the long rodent teeth of a woodchuck in it, and the rest of it huckleberry seeds with some whole berries. I saw exactly the same beyond Goose Pond a few days ago, on a rock,-- except that the tooth was much smaller, probably of a mouse.
I see on the top of the Cliffs to-day the dung of a fox, consisting of fur, with part of the jaw and one of the long rodent teeth of a woodchuck in it, and the rest of it huckleberry seeds with some whole berries. I saw exactly the same beyond Goose Pond a few days ago, on a rock,-- except that the tooth was much smaller, probably of a mouse.
It is evident, then, that the fox eats huckleberries and so contributes very much to the dispersion of this shrub, for there were a number of entire berries in its dung in both the last two I chanced to notice. To spread these seeds, Nature employs not only a great many birds but this restless ranger the fox.
Like ourselves, he likes two courses, rabbit and huckleberries.
Like ourselves, he likes two courses, rabbit and huckleberries.
H. D. Thoreau, Journal, September 23, 1860
I see on the top of the Cliffs to-day the dung of a fox. See February 1, 1856 ("What gives to the excrements of the fox that clay color often, even at this season? Left on an eminence."); February 26, 1855 ("Examine with glass some fox-dung from a tussock of grass amid the ice on the meadow. It appears to be composed two thirds of clay, and the rest a slate-colored fur and coarser white hairs, black-tipped, -- too coarse for the deer mouse. Is it that of the rabbit? This mingled with small bones. A mass as long as one’s finger."); June 12, 1853 ("I find, in the dry excrement of a fox left on a rock, the vertebra, and talons of a partridge which he has consumed."); June 25, 1860 ("Also the track of a fox over the sand, and find his excrement buried in the sand. . . full of fur as usual. What an unfailing supply of small game it secures that its excrement should be so generally of fur!") See also A Book of the Seasons, by Henry Thoreau, The Fox
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