Friendly Fox
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Life is friction and friction creates fire. What happens in our lives is the result of combustion. For that reason, we generate passion for things that impact our lives. Writing, art, and music are the fruits of that friction. Enjoy life!
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Pulled Pork Sandwich and a Sweet Potato
We met shortly after I adopted my sweet little chihuahua, Ty as we were walking at the Lake Trail in Belleview, where I live. Bob lived in the neighborhood and also had a chihuahua, an adorable little girl named Lilly. Since chihuahuas usually love to meet other chihuahuas, it was inevitable we would meet.
By Friendly Fox 3 years ago in Humans
The Great Cookie Heist
“Be quiet now Paisley. Mamma will hear us and then we’ll be busted.” Tommy stepped up, carefully placing one foot, then the other, gingerly on the creaky floorboards, raised his heels up on his tiptoes, and with measured stealth made it to the door.
By Friendly Fox 3 years ago in Fiction
The Bimini Mermaid
Frothy sea spray crashed fervently against the rocky shoreline of the northern coast of Bimini Island. Its aquamarine waters shimmered in the reflection of the sinking sun like floating crystals on the ocean’s surface. The siren made her way to the cove and breached the surface of the secluded tidal pool, one of her favorite hunting grounds. She plucked a handful of scallops out of the abundant scallop beds that were found in the diverse ecosystems found there. Leaning against the knobby trunk of a mangrove tree, she hungrily crunched the mollusks. Her ultra-sensitive hearing picked up the whine of a small boat engine headed in the direction of the estuary where she was feasting. She immediately plunged down into the water and back to the open sea, diving to a depth of 400 feet below the surface within minutes, leaving no trace of her existence behind.
By Friendly Fox 3 years ago in Fiction
Smuggler's Fate
“I knew this trip was going to be trouble” Mitch hissed under his breath as the small frame of the Cessna rocked along the flight path, barely able to pick its way through the Perijá Mountains. “Once again, the bitch stuck it to me deep enough that I have to resort to taking jobs like this. I went from a decorated Airborne Ranger to a lowlife smuggler. Bad enough if I get caught with all this gold, let alone if they find the real loot. If I make it through his damn storm and past the authorities in Brazil, my commission for this job better pay off that witch and keep me outta court. Maybe then she’ll let me see my boy. I just have to survive this white-knuckle mission first.”
By Friendly Fox 3 years ago in Fiction
The Soundtrack: Seasons of My Life
Dear Listener, Music has truly played an integral part in my life, as I am certain it has for you as well, and I am honored to compile this soundtrack for you. These songs are the most prominent in expressing an accurate representation of who I am and how life was for me during the times I have recounted, as well as how it all played out. Of course, this soundtrack cannot include all of the tracks in my life, but rather, the greatest hits version. They are not in chronological order of how it happened necessarily; they were listed randomly. Putting this together has allowed me to reflect on the seasons of my life, and regard how deeply and richly I have lived. It will be a keepsake to remind me of where I have been, and I will continue to add to it. Enjoy!
By Friendly Fox 3 years ago in Beat
Letting Go
We all have history. Good or bad, those memories can be painful, full of laughter, or both, sometimes all at once. It is human nature to hold tightly to the objects that we feel represent the memories that are so vital to our self-image and life accomplishments. When the prospect of letting go of anything we consider that valuable arises, we tend to panic and find ourselves getting lost in the past, without realizing we were already there. We think we know ourselves until we find we have come to that crossroads where we must decide to let those objects go in order to grow, or cling tightly to the memories those objects serve and risk staying in an emotionally stagnant state.
By Friendly Fox 3 years ago in Psyche
Partners
I greet the morning with a long stretch and a big yawn. I pad over to the side of the bed where my partner is softly snoring. Just knowing everything is in order gives me satisfaction, and my inner smile is accompanied by a slight swoosh of my tail, which I can’t help. Quietly, I let myself out into the yard through the little door in the kitchen, just barely squeezing my big frame through. I do a quick recon of the yard, assessing any scents of possible intruders. Satisfied there had been no infractions on our property overnight, I went about my business. When finished, I grabbed the newspaper from the sidewalk and squeezed back through that tight little door. I trotted back to the bedroom where my partner, Davis, is just stirring. I drop the paper on the floor beside his bed and arch my neck up to offer him an encouraging push with my nose. He mumbles and sits up in bed.
By Friendly Fox 3 years ago in Petlife
Desert Party
I was adrift in the desert once. The people there had a party; ephemeral but diverting. They regaled me with hums and clicks and a whoosh. I inquired of them “Say, have you horderves here? My pockets are bare. I have dallied, and meandered. I have time to spare.” They gave me drink from the Fishhook cacti and said dine on mesquite. I thought to stay longer, but they bade me adieu. Nightfall came upon me, and I made my way to the inn. Perhaps one day I will return, and party with the people of the desert once again.
By Friendly Fox 3 years ago in Fiction
One Bad Turn Deserves Another
A fortnight has passed and I thought of reconsidering. In spite of my trepidation, I had deftly convinced myself that I have been grossly mistaken; delusional, and that I should just be going home. But then I remembered. There is no home. I saw to that. I have spent the last two weeks wandering aimlessly in these woods, trying to stay under the radar of anyone who may recognize me. Maybe you couldn’t help what you did. Maybe you were acting on some sort of twisted impulse, but no one would have understood regardless. You would have been tormented any way it went, so at least now you won’t have that to look forward to anymore. You are free. And I’m not. I was innocent, and maybe you were too, in your own way, but now I am the one who will be condemned if I am discovered.
By Friendly Fox 3 years ago in Fiction
One Bad Turn Deserves Another
A fortnight has passed and I thought of reconsidering. In spite of my trepidation, I had deftly convinced myself that I have been grossly mistaken; delusional, and that I should just be going home. But then I remembered. There is no home. I saw to that. I have spent the last two weeks wandering aimlessly in these woods, trying to stay under the radar of anyone who may recognize me. Maybe you couldn’t help what you did. Maybe you were acting on s
By Friendly Fox 3 years ago in Horror
Arborist's Dog
Too serious in life, and suddenly, there was no time to teach you to smile. I wallowed in my heartache awhile and thought I’d get a dog since you had been fond of them. I returned home one day to find that dog tangled and swinging from your arborist harness, hung where you left it. “Super Dog”, flying, subdued, and contrite. I spotted the biscuit on the floor below him, and I laughed in spite of myself. As I got the little dog down from his traces, I realized, you had learned to smile! And I smiled too.
By Friendly Fox 3 years ago in Fiction
Owl Be Seeing You Again
I was working with the birds of prey doing the ‘Wings of the Springs’ show at Silver Springs Nature’s Theme Park in Silver Springs, Florida. Naturally, I built an affinity with certain birds. Although I got along with most of the birds I worked with, it seemed the owls I worked with took a special liking to me, and vice versa. Although it was unremarkable to have had that happen with the birds in my care, it did not explain the odd occurrence that happened with the wild owl population that year.
By Friendly Fox 3 years ago in Motivation
