The Fox Den

A RedTail Story Part 2

After two months of owning my dream a pet fox, i thought life couldn't get any better little did i know life has a way of changing in a moment...Within that two months RedTail learned fast to not bite things or tear things up lol,she was almost like a small puppy. Foxes love being outdoors among the wild life, but for whatever reason RedTail wasn't that big into going outside, even after we made her an outdoor fox den and fence in area for her.She more enjoy being indoors, that is rare for a pet fox! But she loved going on walks! But one walk almost turned bad for us both..three weeks before i ended up losing her, i took RedTail on a walk, she was sniffing around and waging her tail omg she was so cute!

then i heard someone across the street yell to me "hey what type of dog is that?" i reply back "shes not a dog, shes a fox" he replyed "a fox!? really? i didn't know foxes could be pets" So he walked over to us and looked RedTail over very well, asking how old she was and her name. He started telling me things about foxes, that only a fox lover could know! i thought to myself i can't ask for anymore in life than having RedTail but, he sounds like a fox lover and he's kinda cute as well. Could he be the "one" for me? just then i ask him "wow you know so much about foxes do you love them as much as i do?" he looked at me strange and replayed "no im a...im a hunter and i trap shoot them" My heart sank like a rock.

Than he said "it's to bad your fox is so young got good fur on her to shame in the wild she'd be a prize to skin" A look of horror came over my face as i reply back "why would you say such a thing? she is my pet and just not her but all foxes how can you do that! it's clear i love foxes why would you say this to me?" he reply back with a laugh "little girl this thing here doesn't understand a thing you say, it has no feelings for you, you take off that leash and she would take off so fast and never come back, it doesn't love you back it's a wild animal"

I reply back to him and said " i can't believe people in this world can be so cruel whatever, common on RedTail we're leaving" the man step off to the side of the road, and said to me "hey it's the truth don't get all pissed off now,foxes shouldn't be pets they are target practice for hunters.You have no clue what damage foxes do to farms" i said back "i don't care now leave me alone!" With that the man looked down at RedTail and kicked snow and slush into her face. i said back "what the f*$# is wrong with you?!!!!" As i was trying to clear the slush off RedTail, i had my back to the man, i didn't see him coming back. Just than he grabbed RedTail by her tail, and through her into a near by snow bank...I didn't even reply to the man, because i couldn't believe what was happening it looked and felt like a bad dream.As the man was yelling out "run fox run" because i didn't have the leash in my hands, RedTail was running free..

I chased after RedTail thankfully because she was still a kit and by now 8 months old, her legs were still small enough that she couldn't run super fast.When i got a hold of RedTail she was shaking in fear and terror in her eyes, coved in snow little did i know at the time something else had happen to her..As i cuddled her into my arms, i look back at the man who was walking off. I saw him reach into his pocket and pull out a beer bottle. Telling me he was drunk the whole time and not just some crazy guy.I carried RedTail home and once we got home i set her back down on the floor, but she just sat there not moving. I was thinking she was still in fear over what happen. My heart was still racing and hands were shaking, i have never been apart of anything like that in my life.

I went up stairs to change, after i was done i looked down stairs and there was RedTail still sitting in the same spot. I felt so bad for her, so i carried her up to my room and set her on my bed. Still she didn't move.I got her all settled into my bed with blankets to keep her warm, as i had some online work to do. Little over an hour later RedTail let out a yapp yapp, i turned around and she was standing on my bed, she looked so cute. So i called her over "come here RedTail" As she went to take a step, her front right leg gave out and she fell off the bed hitting her head hard. I let out "OMG RedTail are you ok??" She tried to stand up again and same thing, it's when i understood when she hit the snow bank she must have hurt her legs and paws. It didn't feel broken but she couldn't walk at all. I was so angry at the man who did this. Shes only a kit! how could someone do such a thing to her?

But i always remember what my mom told me when i was young "Ashley in life not everyone is going to like or love you, in life there will come a time when someone may wrong you,or even break your heart. Don't bring yourself down to there level over come whatever comes your way, don't change who you are, just for any type of pay back it makes you no better than them" So i let what the man did go and i would keep a smile on my face.

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#Posted on Sunday, 03 February 2019 at 8:41 PM

A RedTail Story Part 1

By the age of 22 i was past being obsessed with foxes, they became my life style, my dream, and everything i wanted my life to be,being obsessed with Foxes wasn't a big enough word.It got to a point in my life where, i couldn't handle being apart of this world without owning my very own pet fox.For almost two years i begged my parents to please help me buy a pet fox,they would reply "Ashley why don't we get you a dog or cat? that looks like a fox?" I was craving getting to touch and feel a fox, sniffing them and cuddling close.Nov 2012 i was on my way home from school when that image hit me again,standing on the side of the road there was a Gray fox. Sniffing around my heart started pounding so hard seeing yet another fox! This gray fox started to walk across the road, joining me on that side. Just then i heard this loud booming sound, as the Gray fox stood still listening. Without warring a truck came around the turn, before i could even yell out "MOVE" the stunned and scared Gray fox was hit..The truck kept on driving without care.

As this Gray fox lay dead i fell on my knees and tears began to fall. As i went to get up my knees gave away and i fell back down holding my chest as my heart began to break.Just then a friend drove by and stopped there car, seeing me crying they looked out to the Gray fox. My friend said "stay here Ashley" she went over and moved the dead Gray fox to the side of the road. She then help me into her car driving me home. I cried all night till no more tears would come, it would be the first time i saw how cruel this world could be, but it wasn't my last....

Dec 25th 2012, i woke up so happy it was Christmas! I ran down stairs in my fox PJs into the living room, greeted by my mom and dad. Merry Christmas everyone! my mom said. Merry Christmas i said back,alight lets dig into our gifts my dad said. Christmas was great! we all got everything we wanted! Just then this white truck pulled up outside our home, who's said? i said. My dad replied "stay here" As i watched him through the window he seem to know the man behind the wheel. They walked around the back of the truck, as my dad pulled off a big box and walk back to the house. Once inside i said "hey dad what's that?" he replied "i don't know Ashley why don't you check it out" He dropped the box ever so gently in the middle of the living room floor. I had no clue what this was? I took off the big red bow that was on top, and opened the flaps, looking into the box i saw something that made my heart skip a beat. This little face was looking back up at me, the face of a baby red fox! Maybe only six months old. I put my hands over my mouth trying not to scream in joy, i was jumping up and down like a crazy girl. I jump up in my parents arms saying THANK YOU! THANK YOU! THANK YOU! I ran back to the box. tears of now joy in my eyes. Here was my dream right before my eyes, my mom ask me "so what are you going to name her?" I replied her? my mom said "yes she's a vixen" I was smiling so big as tears flowed down my face, through being choked up i said "RE....R.......R......RedTail" I sniffled and said it again,her name is "RedTail"

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#Posted on Saturday, 02 February 2019 at 7:36 PM

Edited on Saturday, 02 February 2019 at 7:56 PM

About Foxy Me

I am Foxy use to be a human named Ashley, but now a true fox i believe in my heart i am a fox! how did this girl named Ashley become foxy? how did she become a furry?

When i was 6 years old, i was just another 6 year old child normal and human..Until one day everything changed! early one weekend mornning i woke up around 5am to watch some cartoons, rubbing my eyes i walked into my living room and took a peek outside to see something that would forever, change my life, and change Ashley into Foxy, change a normal human into a fox..rubbing my eyes again, looking outside i saw a family, a family like any other, but this family, was a family of red foxes..Just passing through my backyard without a care in the world, mother father and 4 kits, i felt inside my body something was changing i couldn't stop looking at them, thinking to myself i wonder where they live? do they have names? all the things a 6 year old would think of..for the rest of that day i couldn't stop thinking about the foxes, i told everyone! for the next few days i begged my parnets to buy me a fox! they never did thinking this dream of foxes would pass over time, but as days weeks and years went by my love for foxes just kept growing!!

by the time i reached grade 3 my life would change once again but for the worse..one day in school we were doing show and tell..i was ready to tell everyone how i went to the zoo and saw well foxes!! lol. once i did a class mate spoke up and said "my dad hunts foxes and thinks there pest! " i said "there not there so cute and they mean everything to me! " he said back " i hunt them with my dad and he lets me shoot them.. now being 8 years old i didn't know any better, so i ran over to that boy and punched him and yelled out NEVER TOUCH A FOX AGAIN STOP HURTING THEM!! after that his family and all his friends would go on to bully me, even to this day they do..from there on out every day in school his friends and him would pick on me and make fox jokes at me.. i never cared bully me just don't touch a fox thats what i believed.

When i reached highschool i was so obsessed with foxes, they came my life!! one day i was home alone and had a par of fox ears and tail (not real ones ) i put them on and started to walk around on all 4s and yap yap like a fox, and turned my bed into a fox den..i knew i had to find a fox suit some how? by the time i found one in a Halloween store, i was wearing it all the time! at the time i never knew what furries were? i did feel alone at the time, as most of my old friends stopped talking to me thinking i was weird..i never knew if only i had looked on the internet i'd find a friends and a family called furries..the more alone i felt, the more i got into being around foxes and acting like one, feeling that foxes were the only ones who i felt like myself around..still dying for a pet fox so badly!! because i still had never had a chance to touch and feel a real fox..some days behind my house in the woods i'd make fox dens and at night i'd sleep inside them (in the summer time) i then started to eat out of a dog bowl on the floor at first my family found it werid but came to understand my love for foxes, had taken over my body lol

2012 was what i thought was the peek of being picked on the boys from grade 3 now growing up like me, were still always taken shots at me "oh there's Ashley the werid fox girl" and walking passed me saying "yup just killed another fox today" just to borther me..few days after Thanksgiving, i was getting ready to leave for school, when i opened up the door and looked down, i never hurt so deeply inside before up until that point. i fell to the ground and started to cry..on my door step was a dead red fox..throwin there by the same guys who picked on me for all those years, (i could never prove it was them but i know it was them) my mom came to the door and grabbed me got me away from the dead fox,i didn't leave my room for days..the thought of this little fox life being over, i blamed myself for my love of foxes..

going on the internet didn't help much as they would send me messages on facebook of videos of foxes being shoot or trapped from youtube..feeling so broken inside, i started to feel maybe i am werid? so i looked up what am i?? and i heard about furry..thinking to myself whats a furry? i looked that up next.. and once i did, i felt such a joy in my heart i wasn't alone!! theres people just like me!! friends some i've even come to call family now, after years of talking! many of them telling me Foxy it's ok to be "you" ones who make fun of you, just don't understand us.. I am so thankful for my furry family now, who've got me through so many hard times in life, and to hear others who share the same story as me, being in school as a furry.

im so thankful for all the furries that were there for me, on what at that time was the worst day of my life, late Dec of 2013.. i was going to my locker and once i opened it, it hit me all over again, just like the dead fox on my door step, there was a dead fox hanging in my locker..somehow they got into my locker and hung a fox, to this day i dunno how they did that..i couldn't hold back my tears as they laughed at me, i ran away to the bathroom..again my furries online helped me though it all..

i did wonder why many times, why me? why do they pick on me?

Christmas day 2013..i woke up and had an awesome Christmas with my mom and dad..just then i saw a truck pull up into our driveway, first thought was now what? what else can they do to me? when my dad went outside the man got out of the truck i didn't know him? i thought it was werid? when my dad came back inside he had this big box with a bow on it, for me! he said go on Foxy open it..i thought a new tv? lol... when i opened the box my heart skipped a beat, i saw this little face looking back at me, it was a face of a little red fox!!! no more than 6 months old!!i put my hands over my mouth and was jumping up and down like a kid lol..i couldn't wait to touch her! when i picked her up, she looked at me and nuzzled my chin and licked my face..here i was holding my dream touching a real fox!! as tears came down my face.. i said soft i....i...i...i love you RedTail..my parnets said what? i looked up at them with tears in my eyes and said,her name...her name is RedTail...that night RedTail slept in my bed with me,next to me..i kissed her ear and said sofly i love you RedTail you have no idea how lucky you are to be born a fox! had i only knowing i'd only have RedTail for only 3 months..because of the same guys who became hunters..a story for another time, if i can bring myself to doing it..

it's werid to think what a ride my life has been so far! just this little moment of seeing a familt of foxes when i was 6 years old, would change my life the way it has..i sometimes wonder how did i become this way? but then i see a fox and tell myself this is why i am foxy now! never knowing what a furry was? to becoming 100% furry and it being who i am all the time now! through all the good and bad in my life so far..i wouldn't change a thing! why you ask? because im Foxy and proud to be a furry!! YAP YAP