I've walked so many trails, climbed so
many mountains, and swum so many lakes. My life is very dull,
because I can never find a challenge big enough to face. The
biggest challenge I've come upon was a chase by a snow machine. I
tell you, it was so exciting to be in front of a machine so loud.
I felt the fear, the pain and the hype all at once. I've never run
so fast before, except when I almost starved in early spring. When
I saw a rabbit, I chased it until it was half dead, or rather
until I was half dead.
This spring I will roam countless tundras,
hunt countless rabbits and eat countless mice. My meals will
consist of no vegetables.
I've never come upon a campfire, but by the
kind of life I have, I know there will be an encounter like that
sometime. Until that moment comes, I will wander in the country,
and maybe just once, I'll try to pass through a village or
two.
I hope my death won't be agonizing. I want
to die around a campfire where there is light and warmth, and
where the human predator can boast of my fine hair, fine tail and
big body. So he can see what a great animal the fox is. I hope he
is thankful for my hair, because if he isn't I would be very
disappointed.
I have lived alone all my life, so I don't
communicate with anyone but myself. I learn a lot by myself, but I
would learn more if I had a companion. Maybe in the spring I will
find a companion who will live and hunt with me. But, who knows,
with this crazy world, there may be no foxes but me left There are
big problems, like a lot of animals are disappearing. But that is
part of living and dieing. I just hope the human predators aren't
killing too much of the wildlife and country. For now, though, I
pray to wake up tomorrow and start another day, in peace and
harmony.
By
Angela Kameroff
Marshall
Cultural Atlas
