A couple nights ago I went to a place that reckoned he had feral dogs running riot.
Maybe,,,,,,,, I didn't see any evidence that night, but there were sign of fox activity in the loose sand.
I set up and started the usual scanning, waiting, scanning etc.
About an hour later I saw what could have been a domestic dog, fox, or feral dog/dingo way off in the distance,,,,
I watched and observed the way it behaved and in particular the way it walked.
Aha,,,,,,,, Fox, I decided
I got my old button whistle (a genuine relic from 1960) and holding it between my lips, I gave it a couple blows.
To my surprise (it musta been hungry) it veered off sharply from the direction it had been travelling,,,,, and almost ran,, straight toward me.
There were quite a few large trees with low hanging branches out there and several times it disappeared from sight.
I just kept scanning and I kept picking it up as it did some zig zags through the trees.
It came right in to just over 30 meters when I gave it little lead pill.
I was amazed at how far it came from where I first spotted its movement.
Around about 700 meters.
It was a calm night, but it's hearing must have been bloody good, cos I wasn't blowing that whistle very loud at all.
It's the first time I've ever been able to actually see just how far out it was to start with,, and know how far it came in.
Usually they just suddenly emerge from the bushes,,,, and you have no idea how far they've come chasing the whistle.
It turned out to be a vixen, so she won't be breeding again ever.