There’s a Fox in my Hollyhocks

I looked out of my window in the middle of the night.. the stars were shining like little beacons in the full moonlight.. but there standing on all fours amidst my pink Hollyhocks was the most spectacular fiery rusty red fly fox

Well I was flabbergasted I couldn’t believe my eyes.. to see this wondrous colourful creature in my garden was such an astonishing surprise..he saw me immediately as I pulled my curtain to the side.. tho I was peeping from behind it trying my very best to hide.. but here was a wild fox with an acute sense of smell, his little nose had sniffed me from indoors I could tell

We stared at each other, two strangers in the night as shadows danced from the blowing branches in the bright moonlight..his beauty was beyond belief with his pointy nose and ears, the poor soul seemed on edge full of frightful fears..yet as he crouched his body down he bowed his little head then he darted like a deer and away he fled