PADDOCK WOOD: The injured fox is cornered in a cage, teeth bared and snarling at the woman trying to help it. Nicki Townsend is unfazed. Wearing only rubber gloves and an outfit suitable for a yoga class, she approaches with soothing words. “All right, baby,” she coos as she deftly drapes a towel over his head, grabs him by the scruff of his neck, scoops up his wounded legs and moves him to a clean cage. It’s not the way her day typically begins, but there’s nothing routine about rescuing foxes. “You can never predict what you’re going to arrive at,” Townsend said.