Michael J.: 'Fox!'

Late this morning, I glanced out the window just in time to see a tiny red fox stride casually past.

I knew there were foxes around – one ran across the road right in front of Dan a few months ago – but I’d never seen one myself. And I was looking towards the street, not the woods, which made the encounter all the more surprising. It was quite a little thrill.

Most days all I see is birds, squirrels, dogs, and cats. And white people. Lots of white people.