Today, I saw a glimpse of a red fox from my co-workers window! It was just wandering around between parking lots on the grass. I almost died of cuteness overload. I think this was the first time I've seen a fox here in Ann Arbor. For those of you who can picture this, yes, I did squeal, giggle, and jump up and down. (Lots of awwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwww's)
So I'm all happy google image searching "red fox". It was all good and cute for a while. But I'm stupid. And it's after 4:30 PM on a Monday and I didn't feel like working any more. So I kept looking...
WHY DO PEOPLE HAVE TO HUNT CUTE FURRY ANIMALS??????
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True story: My dad's entire family is members of the Ubly Foxhunter's Club. I used to assume my polka-party wedding would be there. Cute furry animals everywhere... stuffed. And my old man in pictures holding bigger animals.
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