
Oh! I forgot to tell you, when I came home from Sounds of Sweden the other night a saw a fox strolling down my street as I looked out the window. I've only ever seen a fox once before, if you don't count the zoo (not sure they have foxes at the zoo though...) and that was in a city as well. Maybe they've jumped on the urbanisation bandwagon too? Anyway, I was inside so I didn't get a chance to talk to him, or her. I've always wanted a fox! Not to own it mind you, just as a friend. I didn't have time to capture it on film, but it seemed almost like a magical moment, not meant to documented. And then two nights ago I spotted the fox again! This time scurrying along, as if it had a really pressing appointment. I assume it is the same one. Maybe he, or her, lives in our garden?! I should leave a cup-cake or something and then come back to check if someone's eaten it. I wonder was a fox's favourite meal is? Apart from rabbits - I couldn't kill such cuddly creatures, not even for my fox.
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I've only once seen a wild fox before and that was in... Glasgow! The one time I was there, actually. I think they're pretty common in UK towns, but still cool, isn't it?
I've never been to an opera though.
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