The quick brown fox jumped over the lazy brown dog. Startled, the dog snapped, only to feel the air trailing the fox’s tail. The chase was on. Yips, and yowls, the gnashing of teeth that the muted thunder of padded feet.
The fox so beautiful and gleams in the sun running through theforest. It is bathed in the red light of the setting sky. BUt I cannot tell if its red is from itself or the light. Perhaps the fox reflects its glorious color to the sun itseld.
The fox hid under the bushes, waiting for the humans to leave. As the night turned dark, it ran out into their yard and jumped into the sandbox, and tossed around the toys the children had left. Then it jumped on the swings and tried to swing back and forth. Then it jumped into the wading pool, to wash off the sand, before running back into the woods.
The quick brown fox jumped over the lazy brown dog. Startled, the dog snapped, only to feel the air trailing the fox’s tail. The chase was on. Yips, and yowls, the gnashing of teeth that the muted thunder of padded feet.
Fox goes twisting through the wheatfield, color of a young boy’s laughter
The fox so beautiful and gleams in the sun running through theforest. It is bathed in the red light of the setting sky. BUt I cannot tell if its red is from itself or the light. Perhaps the fox reflects its glorious color to the sun itseld.
The fox hid under the bushes, waiting for the humans to leave. As the night turned dark, it ran out into their yard and jumped into the sandbox, and tossed around the toys the children had left. Then it jumped on the swings and tried to swing back and forth. Then it jumped into the wading pool, to wash off the sand, before running back into the woods.