Some months ago, this last winter, there was a family of foxes that came at night and played in front of our houses. Anyway, I had this dream:

There was a really big fox--'bout wolf-size. It had light-light yellow-orange fur that was very short and curly and had the softest texture ever. Almost like a stuffed animal's silky texture. It was sitting in a tree--not visibly on a branch, but just kind of adrift in a thick sea of green leaves. I saw it out of my living room window. I was rooted to the spot. I called my mom over to look at it.

Then I was following it around outside. I think it wanted me to follow it, but I don't know why. We never actually went anymore important, that I can recall.

The dream is pretty old, so that's all I got now. Heh. Oh, and if anyone has any ideas about why a fox would be in a tree, please feel free to share them. ^_^