I saw a fox as I was driving and it was neat.
I pulled to the side of the road and exited my car.
The fox looked at me with a cocked head.
I followed the fox into the woods.
The fox turned to find me and then ran off, further into the woods.
I could not keep up with the fox.
I knew I could not keep up before I even tried, so I did not try.
“Fuck you, fox!” I yelled after the fox. “I don’t want to be your friend anyway!”
But, it was a lie.
I did want to be that fox’s friend.
The fox was orange and red and white and brown and had those gross nipples that nursing dogs with all those puppies get.
I was fascinated by her nipple things, but she ran away from me.
Maybe she had to go feed her…
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