Journal: 23 February 2014

   It has been 1 year, 4 months and 23 days since I last wrote.  Time flies when you’re not having fun eh? 
  To make a long story short, we've moved and are almost settled in. 
  So much has happened and not happened since we were forced out of our homes in October, 2013. Getting all of us safely out of the Woods and away from that awful  marauding pack of wolves was very difficult and very dangerous. They killed a few of our neighbors and stole food and other precious supplies from us. Not satisfied with that, they chose to harass us relentlessly for sport into the bargain.
 That degenerate outlaw, the leader of the pack, discovered our plan to vacate our homes and pursued us for the better part of a year. Miraculously, the kits, and I and several neighbors who decided to leave with us managed to escape them. Halfway through the migration, the Queen of Fairies heard of our plight and helped us by working a cloak of invisibility spell to cover all of us. ... But more about all of that later.   
  Today, while I had a moment to spare, I just wanted to post a note here to let you all know we have arrived intact, safe and sound -- except for our dear friend, Berrit Rabbit; may God rest her soul in Paradise. Berrit was caught, tortured and eaten by a murderous demon python as we crawled through Bogeymen'sSwamp just before we received the cloak of invisibility. So sad. There was not one single thing we could do in our terribly weakened states. I'll tell you truth - that made me lose Faith for a bit there... another long story for another time. 
  Must go now, it's so nice to be back in touch. Until next time,

Be Well, 
Be Peace, 
BE,
  
With Warm Love,
L.S.F

Beloved Mother of 16 and dearest friend 

Mrs. Berrit Clarissa Rabbit

 R.I.P.  

Jan 2010 ~ October 2014

"Journal: Autumn"

Journal: Autumn 2011
from "TheLittleSilverFox Tales"
a new series of short stories by Laura Lopez

  "Well, there you have it; the leaves are turning color. Ach! Where did the time go? Silly question... I know full well where it went. The weather turned unbearably hot and we were all forced to spend a lot of time indoors in the air conditioning. What a crushing bore! And getting that big bad wolf out of the area was no easy task! The woodsman had a very hard time of it. He didn't want to kill the old rascal and that made the job very hard indeed. Every time he caught the wolf and moved him to a new location far away, the bad wolf made his way back to the neighborhood for some strange reason. I guess, although he made such a mess things with us and even though he had no family or friends here, he still thinks of the neighborhood as home. But what would make any creature so destructive toward his own home and community as well as his own nest? It is a mystery to me that is for certain.

 
   In any case, with the heat and the wolf situation, this past spring and summer weren't exactly roses, roses!  My sciatica started acting up something awful. From March to this day I could barely walk, sit, or lie down for more than 10 minutes at a time. Then, to make matters worse, when the weather started to heat up I became quite ill from the heat. Mrs. Bear had to send her oldest daughter, Marina, to help out around the place. 

I'm feeling much better now and am glad that all that is mostly behind me now. I'm moving about better and the cooler weather is here. Of course it's not like up North, but still, it is cooler and will continue to get colder as we move toward Winter.

   On a much more positive note, several newlings were born in the neighborhood this past Spring and Summer. My own darling Foxy gave birth to two new kits. LOL... yes they are RED! Don't ask! I never do. ;-x Ms. Foxy's business is her own. I'm just so happy to have babies around the place. They are such a delight. The little ball of fur on the right is Thistle and the one on the left is Whistle. Each so named because: he whistles while he eats and she sticks to him like the milk thistles on the hill stick to their fur.
   

Yesterday, Mrs. Deer, told me that she just heard from Grandie Badger that the bad wolf found a new lair close to the neighborhood last month and has been seen skulking around his old haunts. She said some of the youngsters reported spotting him and having to hide a few times. Naturally the kits don't understand why they can't go out on their own now that they are old enough and the weather is cooler. We’re having a hard time keeping them occupied and close to home. Because everyone they know and love is good and decent, it is difficult to explain what  “bad” is and why anyone or anything that bad is to be feared and avoided at all costs.  Oh dear and bother, more work for the woodsman I'm afraid. He is very busy with his job of chopping down and collecting wood for everyone for the winter, but he is on the lookout for the bad wolf. He and the other residents of our little community have been discussing whether he should put this bad wolf down this time. It looks like he will have to if the wolf hurts anyone else.

 
   Oops, look at the time! It's lunchtime for the kits... I have to go."


to be continued... LEL.

©28 Sept 2011
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Journal: Spring

 from "TheLittleSilverFox Tales"
a new series of short stories by Laura Lopez


Spring is coming! Spring is coming! Too soon to say? Not in semi tropical type climes like the one I live in !

My darling Foxie is filled with happiness as she sits in the brown grass, sunning herself in the warm sun. She sniffs the warmer air and licks her little lips as she dreams lazily of the tall green grasses and wildflowers to come.

Spring is in the air here and brighter, lighter, more playful designs for new pieces present themselves in mind’s eye as I dust and vacuum, clean out closets, and clear up work spaces. This winter I’ve filled two notebooks with drawings and plans of things to come and placed a large order with my best supplier today!

I'm glad winter is finally, truly on its way out. It has been a strange, cold and sad winter with too many losses. The Little Silver Fox and I will be happy to see it gone.  Soon there will be peace in our quiet little woodland home. That big bad bully of a wolf that's been worrying us no end who wrought so much damage in our and our little friends lives in years past will finally be gone from here permanently come May. The Woodsman has promised to trap him then. He will move him to a different locale where he won't be able to harm anyone any longer. The pack of feral dogs who moved down into Valley Close when food was so scarce this winter will soon be gone too.  The Farmers Association has gotten up a trapping posse and will see to them as well! Good riddance to bad Rubbish we all say!! Now, don’t get me wrong. I love all creatures great and small – even those odd smelly humans, however, when one or some do damage and haven’t a care for other they must be made to stop and put where they can’t harm others.

On a happier springy note, last week a small traveling Carnival came to town. Miss Foxie and I went and saw 17 amazingly odd clowns doing the funniest tricks I’ve ever seen. And there was the most amazing strong man with a great big mustache who balanced his juggling wife and two acrobat children on his head while holding a 2 thousand pound barbells in his huge hands while pulling an elephant in a cart by a rope in his bare teeth! Imagine his dental bills! Oh, and there was the most beautiful tiny panther, no bigger than my paw who stood on his hind legs and danced while balancing a gold heart on his forepaws. Everyone stood up and cheered for him. Clearly he was the favorite of the whole show. What a beautiful animal he was, so sleek, so clever, so handsome. Foxie and I fell in love with him and wished we could take him home to Rose Cottage. I did take lots of pictures. Hopefully, they will turn out well and I can share them with you after the spring cleaning is done.

Be Well,

LEL.


written by Laura Lopez, 
©TheLittleSilverFox,  21 February 2011