A day or two after my birthday in July, I was standing at my kitchen sink, rinsing dishes and looking out at the woods, when I saw some movement. Luckily my camera was nearby, so I grabbed it and took a couple of shots. He was difficult to get since he was moving; this was probably the best view. He's clearly a fox, but doesn't look like a red fox, so I looked it up. Evidently, he's a grey fox, which I didn't even know we had here in Michigan.
Very cute, and not really in a hurry. He trotted around from the back of my house (where the woods and creek are) to the side, where I think he found some hamburger buns or something from my birthday party. And he's all welcome to 'em!