On the 4th of August 2011, my sister and I found a little dog wandering around in the bush up behind our house. My first thought was, ‘That looks like a fox. ’ I was 15 at the time and to be honest didn’t know what to do with him. We walked back home and he followed. He was checked but had no microchip, we checked in with the community and there was some talk about him belonging to a man who had been squatting up there but had moved to Melbourne. I ended up keeping this beautiful boy and calling him Mr. Fox. I’ve never had such a loyal companion, he followed me everywhere, there was not a single thing that would distract him from following me. I would jokingly say to people that he was a bit of a snob because he had no interest in saying hello to anyone, all he would do was stay with me. With his willingness to please and his happy go lucky, gentle temperament, I couldn’t have asked for a better first dog. The circumstances in which we found each other we were meant to be. My little soulmate, what a pleasure it has been to have you in my life. Thank you for those near 14 years. What a journey we have been on. I love you.
These are the first photos I have of Mr. Fox. When we first found him and after he had followed us home, he was always such a happy, smiley boy.
