| Monday, February 03, 2003 |
 | Incidentally, I did go for a walk in the snow, and saw a fox. I know that the traditional thing to do when reporting such things in a weblog is to say "yesterday, I hunted a fox", and then segue into a tale of how I hunted the fox.....with a digital camera! Do you see? DO YOU?
But no. Alas, I had no SDC with me. So instead I watched it as it wandered across the snow, trying to work out how the whole urban fox thing works. On the bright side, presumably they help to keep down other vermin, like pigeons and rats, the pigeons and rats in turn cutting down the amount of rotting food, big fleas have little fleas upon their backs to bite 'em, world without end, dulce et decorum est pro Sphacteria mori, that's the way, uh-huh, uh-huh, I like it. On the other hand, they do apparently tear open binbags. Or is that badgers? I've always suspected that underneath their big-arsed stripey cuteness badgers were ready to mix some pretty fucked-up shit.
Anyway. Wandered in the snow, and saw a fox. I was amazed at how close it let me get to it. We were sharing a lot, really personal stuff. They do seem to be getting tamer. I want an army of tame foxes to pull my chariot.
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