During the last few years my wife and I lived in eastern NM, we were treated to the same pair of gray fox raising kits underneath a boxcar we had on our place. The female had a broken leg (right front) that had healed at an almost right angle to her leg. Probably got caught in a trap maybe, who knows? It sure didn't seem to handicap her much at all, but it was very obvious.
In any case, every summer we had three or four kits to sit and watch as they moved in and around our home there. We had some fruit trees around the place and those fox really loved the fruit when it began to ripen. Those gray fox can climb a tree just like a cat, so they harvested a good bit of the fruit when it made. They would climb the large fruitless mulberry in front of our front porch, walk down a large limb that hung over the porch, jump down on the roof of our home, and pick apples off the tree that had limbs hanging out over the roof. They would also snooze up there in the sun. We didn't ever chouse them or intentionally scare them, and the male and female seemed to know it was a safe place to raise their kits and so continued to show up ever year to do so. The only negative was the fact that they contributed a prodigious amount of fox scat underneath the shed off the boxcar. We had to be very careful where we stepped around there! They picked that place to do their business and we didn't find fox scat any where else on the place.
It was a very pleasant experience living with them for those years. We'd sit in a porch type swing on a frame out in the front yard at night under the sky with only ambient light to see by, and many times they would come up within very close distance to us and just sit and watch us as we watched back. We had quite a lot of those ring necked doves that are an import to this country that pooped on about everything around, and we'd find a pile of feathers pretty regularly where the foxes had dined during the night before. Wished they would have killed the multitude of grackles that hung around the place, but the foxes seemed to know that there was nothing good about those sorry birds and never killed and ate them. Smart as foxes, they were!
Dock, I say you are fortunate to have the company of the foxes, even if they do make a mess. They are interesting creatures for certain!