Drawn for the murdered foxes I found.
I've had really bad luck with happening across sad scenes. The first was a fox killed by the hunt, the second was site where a shooter had been dumping his kills. There were at least 10 decomposing bodies there. Such a waste. The third was another shot fox, dumped over a fence.
Seeing a live fox leaves me on a high for days, they're so rare where I live because they're constantly hunted and shot. So to see so many dead ones breaks my heart.