A rare sight

One day, not long ago, as we walked by the stream that flows through the glen, a sudden movement caught my eye.  As I turned to look, I was startled by the sight of a large red fox drinking at the stream.  "Oh quick" cried Topsie, as Tinkerbelle fumbled for the camera.  Disturbed by  the commotion, the fox slunk away into the brush.  Undeterred, I scanned the banks until I spotted a splash of red amidst all the green.  And, there, peering at us from the bushes on the other side of stream was the largest fox I had ever seen. It was at least twice my size, maybe bigger. We stared at it for a long while not wanting to leave as a fox in these parts is a rare sight. 

It peered at us through the branches