There is one who sleeps away the afternoon.
There is one who enjoys the outdoors,
whether sunning or guarding the property.
There is one who spends the day watching the television.
The cooking shows are the best ones.
And college football...
And there is one who plays, plays, plays.
Please, throw the ball just ONE MORE TIME!
(photo from Red Fox http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/File:Fuchs_Profil.jpg )
And then there is the red fox.
Yesterday we found him with his head caught in the chain link fence. Obviously he was trying to sneak through, perhaps seeking prey or solitude.
He appeared to be impaled on the fence, but he was just stuck.
I fetched E. He brought the tools, the gloves, the idea.
After a bit of 'enbiggening' and cutting a link, he grabbed the fox and pulled it loose.
The creature ran for shrubs and sat. He watched us fix the fence.
He gathered his wits, and we calmed our hearts.
And the rest of the day was joy.