Friday, September 1, 2017

Gray Fox

When the moon rises, and if it's bright, all the gray fox disappear. They'll come back in ones and twos but not like the dark nights where I walk outside and see six to eight of them politely sitting in the parking lot waiting for their hot dog. So, when the moon is bright, like now, a few of them come back in the day time to get their hot dog.

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