When I was a young child my mother had the record album Jimmie Rodgers Sings Folk Songs. I loved this record. One of the songs on it was The Fox And The Goose.
I came upon this little gray fox not long ago, and this song played in my head all day. I think the fox was a vixen, because she posed like a Parisian runway model.
The Fox And The Goose
by Jimmie Rodgers
Well, the fox went out upon a windy night,
Prayed to the moon, a gonna give him light,
He had many long miles to go that night,
Before he’d reach-a that town-o, town-o, town-o,
He had many long miles to go that night,
Before he’d reach-a that town-o.
Well the fox, he came to a great big pen,
Where the ducks and the geese, they were kept therein,
He said, “One of you’s a-gonna grease my chin,
Before I leave this town-o, town-o, town-o,
One, one of you’s a-gonna grease my chin,
Before I leave-a this town-o.”
Well, he grabbed the grey goose by the neck,
Throwed a duck up across his back,
And he did not mind their quack, quack, quack,
And their legs all a-dangling down-o, down-o, down-o,
No, he did not mind their quack, quack, quack,
And their legs all a-dangling down-o.
Well old Mother Flipper-Flopper jumped out of bed,
Threw back the shutter and stuck out her head,
And yelled, “John, John, John! Well, the grey goose is gone,
And the fox runs away from the town-o, town-o, town-o!”
“John, John, John! The grey goose, he’s gone,
And the fox runs away from the town-o!”
Well old John went up to the top of the hill,
He blew his horn both loud and shrill,
And the fox said, “I better hurry up with my kill,
They’re gonna soon be on my trail-o, trail-o, trail-o!”
Yes the fox said, “I better hurry up with my kill,
They’re gonna soon be on my trail-o!”
Well the fox, he came to his cozy den,
There sat the little ones, eight, nine, ten,
Said, “Pop, Pop, Pop, you better go back again,
‘Cause it must be a mighty fine town-o, town-o, town-o!”
“Pop, Pop, Pop, you better go back again,
‘Cause it must be a mighty fine town-o!
Well the fox and his wife, without any strife,
Cut up the goose with a fork and a knife,
And they never never had such a feast in their life,
And the little ones chewed on a bone-o, bone-o, bone-o,
No, they never never had such a feast in their life,
And the little ones chewed on a bone-o.
Love the photos. I would press the ‘like’ button but my computer is playing up and a wierd symptom is that I can’t press ‘like’. I would if I could!
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Thank you Julie. I hope your computer gets better. It’s frustrating when they act up.
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Love your photo series of this fox, what a beautiful animal. Beautiful drawing Tim, I see a lot of character in him.
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Thank you Mary. It was such an opportunity to have that little fox stay around for so long. Such a cooperative subject.
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Great gobs of goose grease that fox and his family did have a feast! The photos of the vixen are very good. Love this post and your drawing is excellent.
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Why thank you Yvonne! Goose grease gobs indeed!
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I love this post! Your drawing is superb and I am listening to your song you like while commenting and it fits the photos which are fantastic! http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=ABWUJEvNDds There’s the link if anyone else wants to listen while commenting.
My daughter has a vixen and kits on her property and they show themselves frequently but she doesn’t have the photography equipment to capture what you have here.
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Thank you Leslie and thanks for posting the song link. This fox just happened to give me one of those rare photographic moments and I took full advantage of it!
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Tim,
This is a great post. I loved it! What great photos. I feel like the fox came to visit me in person. Thanks for sharing.
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Thank you Linda. The fox also sang a little song at the end and it went like this, “RRARR RRAAARR RRAAR!” If she had creeped up behind me and done it I would have thought she was a wolf, judging by the sound.
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Great post – photos, drawing and words! Thank you 🙂
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Thank you so much Helen.
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Wonderful photos and drawing. It is so much fun when they stay around long enough to get a series of photos like this. I saw a fox family once – mom, dad, and kits – who were denning in a shed near where I was boarding my horse. They played out in the open in the middle of the day for over half an hour. I am fairly sure they knew we were watching. It was just like National Geographic. I had no camera with me of course, but the memory is great. What kind of fox is this? Were your dogs with you?
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Thank you Ruth. This is a gray fox. It is very common around here. The red foxes are not common in our area. I just happened to leave my dogs home on this day. I doubt she would have stayed around with the dogs in the back of the truck.
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Loved the photos and the words. Could just hear the song in my mind.
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Thanks Don. I know what you mean. For me it is like a childhood memory.
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Very nice pen n ink.
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Thanks Hansi.
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Oh, I loved that song as a kid!!! What a fantastic post, with gorgeous pictures and artwork 🙂 Foxes used to be my favourite animals, second only to wolves 🙂
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Thank you Zest! That song sure bring back a lot memories for me. 🙂
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Beautiful photos, I have only ever seen “red” foxes…really enjoying your blog!!!! 😀
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Thank you so much! I have only seen gray foxes in the wild.
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Beautiful drawing and photos.
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Thank you Annerose.
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great post and pictures and I also did not realise there were grey foxes as such…..!
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Thank you Lisa. They are very common in our neck of the woods.
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Your pictures are great Tim and so is your drawing. I wish I could hear this song..
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Thank you so much. If you go up to Leslie’s comment, she put a link to the song.
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Lovely drawing, what big eyes that fox has. Thanks for sharing!
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Thank you Ella.
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We have foxes that make their home in our city. We had one that had 4 kits across the street from us and it was fun to watch her go down the street and then come back with something in her mouth for the babes…Yellowknife is in the centre of the forest.
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Yellowknife sound like a beautiful place to live. I imagine you see a lot of wildlife around your place. I bet it gets cold in the Winter.
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lovely…I love it
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Thank you so much!
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You are most welcome
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🙂
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Beautiful combination of excellent photos and words. Thanks for sharing, I enjoyed it a lot.
Love, Dina
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Thank you so much Dina!
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Fantastic!
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Thank you Lynn!
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Very nice post, love the picture of the singing fox.
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Thanks Bente. She was trying to sing me away!
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I love these foxes. Where do you live? I am a big nature person, too. Actually, nature is the seed behind much of what I do. I’d love to go out nature-peeping, painting, and drawing with you.
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Thank you so much Jacki! I’m in Northern California. You come out here and we’ll all get lost in the wilderness! There are always wild things around here to see. 🙂
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Loved this!
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😀
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