ah, talkin' 'bout foxes now, reminds me of how i used to wave aside the old folks' tales. but see, in the context of our farm, those critters are like preexploratory scouts, always sniffin' around the edges, never truly unexposed but never fully revealin' themselves either. makes a fella think we ought to start over from the beginning, learnin' how to coexist with 'em, respecting each other's space. they're part of the land, much as the crops we sow.