Foxes Everywhere

For years I've heard people talk about "their spirit animal" and I've always inwardly rolled my eyes. It felt so absurd. Really? You're a wolf? A cheetah? It just seemed like people would choose a cool animal and say that was their "spirit animal". It was irritating. 

Beginning in maybe 2022, '23, I started seeing foxes. I didn't pay much attention until the time I drove to the post office in the next town over, at well after midnight, and saw by the forest, at the edge of the parking lot, a little fox peering over the tall grass at Roark and me pulling in. I'm a very big dork and so I squealed with glee and more than likely rolled down the window to say hello, thus scaring them away. I totally forgot about it until a few days later when the. exact. same. thing. happened. I couldn't believe it. I mean, maybe it was a different fox, but holy cow. It was really memorable for me. When I was living mostly at Mum's, I would stand out late at night and have a smoke and sometimes a fox would cross the street and head into the swamp. Once while driving to my place from Mum's I turned a corner by the woods and saw a small animal hopping and thought, "oh, it's a fox...wait, is that a corgi? Is that someone's pet?" So I did what no one else would do. I rolled down the window and said, "Excuse me, are you a corgi?" They stopped and looked at me and that's when I realised, nope, it's a fox. (Thank goodness, cuz what would I do with a corgi?!)

Starting the middle of last year things went off the rails in my personal life and that's when I found that I kept seeing foxes. On stickers, blankets, ornaments, stuffed animals, t-shirts, and even Emily was wearing a tiny orange fox necklace recently. That's when I felt like, ha!, maybe foxes are my spirit animal. Kayla was the one who brilliantly said, "they chose you", and honestly, I really feel that way. I still love vultures and squirrels best of all, but now I feel especially lucky and like I'm on the right path when I see a fox.

Text pic from Kay - one of her "kids" had a fox stuffed pal!

New Year's card that I had in my huge Rubbermaid tote of holiday cards. I sent them out this January. I had completely forgotten that I bought these UNICEF cards at Ikea a few years back.

The fox has long been considered a witty, quick, and intelligent animal.

PS - Oh! And there was that one time that Anne and I were coming back from a garden (I think out in Germantown) and got off track. We went through a neighbourhood and a little fox darted in front of the car and through someone's yard. We turned left then while looking left to see if that street went back out to the main road, that same fox dashed across and cut through another yard. Ha! We drove on, made a left on the next street and the little bugger ran out in front of Roark. And I realise this is of no interest to anyone, but I remembered it and needed to add it to this post for future reminder-ings.