Fox what now?
This? Well since you’ve seen the owl, I don’t think I’ll be giving anything away if I tell you that this thing right here is a fox butt. Because of course we need a fox to go with the owl. Well, actually, we need another owl to go with the owl. But a fox too.
Oh, what’s that you say? You’re surprised that I, a grown ass adult human being, a fully vetted member of polite (more or less) society, a person who can vote and get a car loan and enter into legally binding contracts, am spending hours of my limited time on this earth knitting fox butts? Surprised and maybe a little disappointed? You thought you could expect better of me? You thought I had more sense?
I mean you’re probably right. And you’re definitely not alone. And yet here I am, fox butt in hand, and plans afoot for a whole forest worth of these little critters.
So you may want to lower your expectations, since I’m apparently going to be up to absolutely no good for quite some time.
Yay for Fox butts!
Audrey will be very pleased with a forest full of your creations. Why at 6 she’s finally into knitted toys I do not know, nor am I going to pester her about it. Just gotta buy some more fluff.