I was sitting out on the deck and there was a fox walking through the back yard. It saw me and stopped and fixed me so intently that I started to feel like prey, or at least how I think prey would feel.
I started to wonder if it could run the 30 feet towards the deck and up a flight of deck stairs faster than I could get up from my chair, open the sliding door, go inside and close the sliding door behind me. I thought it might be a push.
So before it had a chance to decide to take me up on that telepathic that challenge, I got up and went inside.
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