When I was 16 years old, I went snowshoeing with an environmental group and the leader taught us about tracks. We saw deer tracks, rabbit tracks, but the most fun were the fox tracks. The leader told us that you could get an idea of what the animal was doing, are the tracks straight and evenly paced? Probably just foraging. Are the tracks in bunches spaced far apart? Perhaps the animal was running. But the fox tracks were all over the place, especially in the wide open spaces. This fox was (or these foxes were) playing in the snow. Now whenever I see tracks, I picture the animal, it’s purpose and urgency, and I watch my dog make tracks and compare them to her actions. The photo above shows some rabbit tracks a few meters from our garage.