{"id":1184,"date":"2018-01-25T10:26:59","date_gmt":"2018-01-25T16:26:59","guid":{"rendered":"https:\/\/ericsiegmund.com\/gazette\/2018\/01\/25\/180125_fugitivefox\/"},"modified":"2022-02-24T15:00:36","modified_gmt":"2022-02-24T21:00:36","slug":"180125_fugitivefox","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/ericsiegmund.com\/fireant\/2018\/01\/25\/180125_fugitivefox\/","title":{"rendered":"The Fugitive Fox"},"content":{"rendered":"

It’s been a quiet couple of weeks at Casa de Fire Ant, at least from a trapping perspective. I haven’t bothered to bait the raccoon trap for a variety of reasons — laziness being at the top of the list — although the armadillo trap has been armed and routinely ignored. I assume that either (1) the armadillos have evolved intellectually to the point where they recognize and avoid the danger, or (b) the trap has lost its scent<\/a>. I’m going with (b) because the alternative is too scary to contemplate.<\/p>\n

\"FoxAlert Gazette readers will recall that I recently expressed a bit of frustration at what I believed to be theft by fox<\/a>. I didn’t have conclusive proof that I was being flimflammed by a fox, but the circumstantial evidence was powerful.<\/p>\n

That changed last night.<\/p>\n

I decided to risk another 88\u00a2 can of sardines (the money is beginning to add up, folks; I’m thinking about starting a GoFundMe account to defray trapping expenses) as bait. I slid it into the trap around 10:00 last night and set the game camera on the ground a few feet away.<\/p>\n

When I checked the trap this morning, the bait was gone and the trap was unsprung and empty. However, the game cam was finally able to record the canine caper, and here’s the proof.<\/p>\n