Keeking

Skinny fox was playful this morning at guinea pig clean-out time. I rolled up the spent bedding in newspaper and placed it behind me. As I was shutting the door to the hutch, I heard a scraping sound – Skinny had grabbed the newspaper and was dragging it backwards towards his den. Silly fox. All the guinea pig detritus was strewn over the lawn as he leapt away after I'd spotted him. Then he returned to keek at me from under the picnic bench. The guinea pigs were safely stowed the whole time.