That looks like the one I missed yesterday in your neighborhood. Came in to a rattle, peeking at me from behind a Christmas tree. All I could see was his nose/eyes, black crew cut, and a bit of bone. Stupidly, I tried to shoot him in the nose at about 35 yards and choked on the shot!
I'd like to see the old fat boy that left these tracks last night. Looks like he was following a doe and fawn in and out of 15 year-old reprod. Splayed toes, even on firm substrate, presumably from dragging all that weight around for so long.