Mom was just out taking me for my Sydney only walk and a little girl kept telling her daddy she wanted to go pet the fox. I didn't smell a fox, but I've never really encountered one, so I looked around again and again. There was no fox that I could detect. Then she came over and said, "look, daddy, there's the fox." She was pointing at ME! I didn't know I was part fox, although my name was Foxy when mom rescued me from hell and damnation in Jennings County. Who knew??? To make my day even better, Maddie got in trouble because she went splashing around in the drainage ditch and dredged up all kinds of mud. Mom says she's gonna get a BATH! What could be better than that? Oh, and that germy dog is called Ferret. It doesn't smell like a ferret. I don't really get it. Syd the kid over and out.
Charlie (Goosey) on May 16 at 06:53 PM