The Other Dog

Another story about our beloved canine. Earlier this morning, we were out for our usual walk in the park. At this time of year, it is pretty dark during our walk. This morning, the light from the rising sun was just beginning to poke above the horizon. About halfway through our walk, I noticed another dog. We have come across other dogs in the park many times, but usually not at this early hour. The dog, still a distance away but in an open field, stopped in its tracks to look at my dog and me. I kept looking for the owner, but could not see another human. Then the dog began to move. That is when I noticed the big fluffy tail on the dog. In fact, the dog was not a dog - he or she was a fox. Due to the darkness and distance, I could not determine if the fox was of the grey or red variety. However, it was definitely a fox.