Fox

Missoula MT

Description

Five young men were standing at the table outside of the gas station. As I walked past with my provisions, I smiled at their antics and then slid by homeward bound. Rounding the corner, I stopped at a little free dog treat library and picked up some snacks for my fox dog at home, soundly sleeping after hours of soft guitar music rocked her to sleep. I saw you. Like the wind you moved, I couldn't catch a second glimpse of you, especially with my goods weighing me down. A fox ran like red lightning towards the southern hills. When I looked in your direction, all I could see was a whitetail, alarmed and snorting at what was clearly the ghost of the night streaking by to unknown habitat. \m/