Over 3.5 million people and a few thousand foxes live in Berlin, and supposedly the latter can be seen just about everywhere but so far I only ever saw one single fox.
It was a couple of years back when I was on my way back home after a late course at uni. It was winter, bitterly cold and the streets were deserted and dark. When I walked by a little park I heard a rustling noise in the bushes by my side. I hurried my pace but the rustling continued, though barely audible over my fast-beating heart.
I was just considering walking to the other side of the street when suddenly a dark red shadow flashed right in front of my feet and crossed it before me. It was a fox!
I was instantly transfixed – and relieved! – and then a sensation of utter joy flooded through me.
The fox was quickly out of sight again in the dark but I kept walking with a light and happy heart towards the train station, feeling blessed by this small encounter.
As soon as I was in the train I started texting friends and family about this, totally excited and somehow oddly proud of myself.
To my utter astonishment the texts that came back all sounded the same – Wasn’t I afraid the fox could have bitten me and infected me with fox tapeworm and/or the rabies?
I was not. Not one single second as soon as I saw it was a fox did I feel afraid of it. It was so clear to me that he didn’t mean me any harm, maybe was just trying to play a little trick on me by keeping rustling in the bushes beside me or simply wanted a bit of company along the way.
I don´t deny that wild animals can do you harm but most of the time they are just afraid of you or just as curious about you as you are of them.
And I believe that we can instinctively feel if we should be afraid of them or not.
Did you have a similar surprising encounter with wild life once? Please let me know in your comments! 🙂