I don't think anyone has ever said those words in conjunction with me, but those words have been ringing true around these parts. More specifically, in our backyard. We've had the pleasure of seeing a fox scampering around our backyard since last winter. Sometimes he would just use our backyard as an alleyway, to get somewhere else. Sometimes he would play in our backyard, amongst the trees and bushes. One time, last month, we saw him catch a squirrel for his dinner. He has proved entertaining for The Husband and I, as well as the kids.
Then, last week, after a beautiful snowstorm, we saw a streak of orange run across our backyard, and were delightfully surprised to see our fox return, and bring a little friend with him.
Now we have two foxes running around our yard, being playful with each other, and sometimes just hangin' out for a while. Who needs the national geographic channel when you've got this in your backyard?