While driving home after dark a few nights ago, I spotted something that took me by surprise – a fox! I’ve been an avid Florida hiker since my teens (longer ago than I like to admit), and in that time I’d only ever seen a live wild fox once. The first sighting was of a gray streak darting across a dark hiking path about 50 yards away. This time the fox was just calmly sitting on the side of a dirt road next to my car, looking completely like a Pixar character. When I slowed to about four feet away, he majestically hopped off into the nearby woods, to do whatever a Florida gray fox does at night. It occurred to me then that besides human, squirrels, bats, dogs, cats, and the occasional opossum, I never really see much of Florida’s native population of 99 mammal species. I don’t know how much that fact is good (they manage to avoid us), or bad (they’re endangered), or both, but I would like to see more of them while I’m here.