There’s something surreal about looking out the window and immediately making eye contact with a pair of foxes eating something in the middle of the road.

I looked out my window to check that the recycling bin was out and in the process made eye contact with a pair of foxes eating something in the middle of the road.
They both just stared at be for a second, then one ran off to places unknown down the left of the road.
And the other hung around continuing to eat whatever it was for a couple more minutes. Then it leisurely decided to stroll to the right down the road.

What a strange encounter.

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