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What does the fox say? Apparently, not a word.
I was outside watching my dogs when a casual glance in the direction of my neighbor’s yard caused me to startle. My heart jumped as a fox stared at me from the boulder in her English garden. There he was, and there I was, locked in an intense staring contest. Like deer caught in headlights, he didn’t […]
Lorraine Lundqvist