A fond look.....

......  just the sort of tender moment I like to see, a mixture of pride and love.  This morning I'd seen the dog fox stepping warily through the garden and he'd spied the food I'd put out (eggs, bread and cheese);  I'm finding they eat anything, even vegetables so whatever it is I have in, that's what they tend to end up with. He was deciding whether or not to take the food when the cub ran from out of nowhere and picked up the bread which he had trouble carrying; at that point I could see panic in the eyes of the parent who seemed to be willing the cub to stop fooling around and get out of the way. 

I then moved out of their view and they settled down to breakfast  -  a lovely thing to see.