One twilight when Father Fox was hunting rabbits in the great swamp he discovered a bobcat sitting upon an old log watching one of the rabbit runways. It was only because Father Fox was eternally on the lookout, with his ears and eyes, and sharp nose always testing the air, that he discovered the bobcat in time. Had the bobcat landed fairly upon his back he would never have been seen again in the old den by the spruces.
But the cat did not get his sharp raking claws upon Father Fox's back as he intended and the old hunter escaped after a long hard run.
But here was another scent to which the fox family had to be introduced. This Father Fox did returning after several hours to the very log from which the bobcat had sprung at him.
After this lesson it seemed to the young foxes that the great woods and the fields were full of danger sights and sounds. There were so many scents that spelled danger and so much to be avoided.
