This morning when I opened the door to my chicken coop... and there he stood. The biggest, meanest, and nastiest red fox with my favorite big, puffy, bunny slippers in his mouth! I ran for my sling shot! And beaned him right in the kisser. He yelped and barked as I reloaded one more bean. Then he bolted between my legs, bunny slippers still held hostage. I had to get my cast iron pan then smaked his butt. He started to cry! Surprised, I knelt down by the fox and said, sarcastically, "Oh, did that really hurt?" "What do you want from me" I almost said, "you can live". The fox then got killed by a shot from my pocket pistol. Then, I looked over my shoulder, as I heard a strange noise like I've never heard before. I drew my handy dandy notebook, took brief descriptions, and copied the liscense-plate of the scooter. Then I noticed that I was in the middle of a strange black hole. I became frightened and yelled for help! Then weird chanting began that sounded like the cry from the fox that ate my
