Mine is the fox. I encountered one as a child and it attacked me. The melee was feirce and I'm sure my screams could be heard for miles as the little bitch tore into my flesh with her teeth and claws. I tried to defend myself and wrested with her for what seemed like an eternity. Eventually, she just walked away with a knowing look on her face satisfied in her victory. I believe somewhere in the middle of the battle while she was gnawing on my face that we made a deep and meaningful connection.
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