7:30 a.m.
I wake from a strange dream. My landlords' dog, Blue, is barking outside. I get up, pull back the curtains and blinds, slide open the window, look out. In one of the corrals, slightly up the hill, sits what I think is a large, bushy red cat. Then I realize it's not a cat, it's a fox. Just sitting there, contemplating.
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