This little guy was a friendly doughnut-eating fox up on top of Pikes Peak (one of our mountains over 14,000 feet tall, and a gorgeous view all over town which I'll share one of these days). I named him Homer.
Happy Snapping!
Wednesday, July 13, 2011
[Mostly] Wordless Wednesday 7/13/11
I thought it might be fun to do a [Mostly] Wordless Wednesday post each week. It's just for fun, but maybe some can inspire as story prompts.
This little guy was a friendly doughnut-eating fox up on top of Pikes Peak (one of our mountains over 14,000 feet tall, and a gorgeous view all over town which I'll share one of these days). I named him Homer.
Happy Snapping!
This little guy was a friendly doughnut-eating fox up on top of Pikes Peak (one of our mountains over 14,000 feet tall, and a gorgeous view all over town which I'll share one of these days). I named him Homer.
Happy Snapping!
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He's gorgeous, Shannon! I call my Pomeranian, Pica, my little "foxy" girl (I even do the finger-ears a la Garth in Wayne's World... Foxy!), because she looks so much like a red fox.
Too late at night for me to come up with a story, BUT what if... there were a werefox? Like a werewolf, you know, but... foxy! *giggle* But seriously... She could be a nimble redhead, a hunter, who morphs into a fox. Hmm!
What a beautiful fox, we have them in our garden throughout the night hours but none so beautiful as that one.
Yvonne.
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Alyssia, your pom sounds so cute! My grandmother had poms (one really small white one and one bigger red one). They were so sweet (not like her toy poodle ~grimace~). I watched the red one once and he (Joey) shared his dog bed with my orange tabby.
I can totally see Homer changing to human form in the middle of a leap!
Yvonne,I imagine this fox is quite spoiled. He seemed really comfortable up around all us "tourists", and I imagine he gets all kinds of food that people leave there. I was able to snap a bunch of photos of him without him being concerned.
Ivy, thanks for the info! I'll have to check that out.
How cute! I love the name Homer, too. It cracks me up that he loves doughnuts, smart fox. :D
Julie, oh yes, smart fox! He was at the top of Pikes Peak, and there's a visitor center-type cafe and souvenir shop there at the top where they make special high elevation doughnuts (which are super tasty). He found a whole bag of doughnuts, so I figure someone must have left them on the car and taken off.
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