The foxes are still living alongside our property and becoming more and more used to us. A couple of weeks ago there were three brothers out at once, and we named them Timmy, Kit, and Pickles. Pickles gets left behind, Timmy is timid, and Kit is more daring. They played for about a half an hour right at dusk, jumping onto the wood stack, frollicking in the grass, and playing hide-and-seek in the trees. One time I looked out onto the back patio and saw one of the foxes lounging in one of our chairs, looking at me innocently like, "what's the big deal??" Then, the other night, I think it was Pickles, came out well before dark to play, which is rare. I was able to take some video of his evening in our yard. Now that we've gotten a better look at them, we are pretty sure they are Gray Foxes.