About 20 minutes ago my sister Jen opened the front door so she could leave and wreak havoc about the town. Instead she screamed and ran back inside causing me to believe that a murderous villian had finally decided to make his move. What really happened? she found a fox.
i came too late to see, but apparantly the little guy was very casual about the whole situation and quietly walked away.
i secretely wish something far more exciting happened. In the Fox and the Hound, they overcame the social norm and became friends!
Jen ought to be more understanding if she wants animal friends. Next time you find a critter at your doorstep, invite the fellow in for a good spring cleaning: