I'm sure that animals have pleasure too - the play of young foxes and badgers or the swooping flight of a swallow - but most of the time it's a struggle to survive; a day after day battle to avoid predation and starvation. The peace and tranquillity of nature exists of course but it's a veneer against the harsh reality of survival.
Originally Posted by: Northern Sky
Can't speak with authority about foxes, but with the wolves their play is entirely built around hunting techniques! They carry that into adulthood, too; obviously captive wolves with good food and vet care have more free time, so to speak, and a good chunk of that is filled with play.
I posted this story many years ago, but it's a fun one:
Back in 2006 we had four wolf pups arrive - three sisters from Dartmoor and a boy from the Anglian Wolf Society. One of the girls sadly died, but the two others - and Torak, the boy - survived and thrived. They were happy animals, always up for a play session, and - being younger than everyone else, and with H&S not as developed as it is now - I did an experiment.
When they were three months old, I ran away from them (in the enclosure), and of course they chased me... an innate behaviour in wolves (and most dogs). I zigged, and zagged, and they stopped, confused.
At four months old I did the same, and this time when I zigged, they followed suit, and when I zagged they zagged too. Eventually I slowed down and they "caught" me, tails waving, tongues lolling.
The final time was at six months, and this time the two girls ran away from me as I ran away from them - they soon disappeared behind some trees. Torak, meanwhile, stared right at me, and there was a quiet determination in those eyes. I stopped, and, in "stalk mode", he came up to me and proceeded to wrap himself around my legs, still looking into my eyes. While I was thinking "hmm, how do I get out of this?", there was a "whump" from behind, as the two girls pounced on me. Torak moved in an instant to the side and I fell on the ground, with all three pups happily licking me. A great day for them, and a good demonstration to me - those wolves, somehow, had communicated to each other as to who should chase and who should entangle the "prey". I wish I knew how they did it, but I never did find out, and there's precious little about it in the textbooks.
As an aside, the full hunt procedure goes spot, stalk, chase (or herd), catch, kill (bite), eat. You can see that most working dogs will pick out bits of that - sheepdogs will do it but stop at "catch", foxhounds will do pretty much the whole sequence, police dogs will do the chase, catch, bite part and so on. I find the whole thing fascinating and realise how lucky I was to experience it in the way I did - you certainly wouldn't get away with that these days!