Heard in the Fox Earth

A (4): Can we have a Playstation?
T Fox: No.
A: Why not?
T Fox: Do you know what a Playstation is?
A: No.
T Fox: Oh well, and besides it costs a lot of money...
A: Do you have to be so lazy, Mom? Get a weekend job.


Cat pukes on the floor.
Mr Fox: Oh for heavens sake cat, can't you use a bucket?

Monish title - Moisten hilt - Miltonist he - Helotism nit - Limit honest

The good wife’s guide

· Have dinner ready.
Plan ahead, even the night before, to have a delicious meal ready, on time for his return. This is a way of letting him know that you have been thinking about him and are concerned about his needs. Most men are hungry when they come home and the prospect of a good meal (especially his favourite dish) is part of the warm welcome needed.

· Prepare yourself.
Take 15 minutes to rest so you’ll be refreshed when he arrives. Touch up your make-up, put a ribbon in your hair and be fresh-looking. He has just been with a lot of work-weary people.

· Be a little gay and a little more interesting for him.
His boring day may need a lift and one of your duties is to provide it.

· Clear away the clutter.
Make one last trip through the main part of the house just before your husband arrives.

· Gather up
schoolbooks, toys, paper etc. and then run a dustcloth over the tables.

· Over the cooler months of the year you should prepare and light a fire
for him to unwind by. Your husband will feel he has reached a haven of rest and order, and it will give you a lift too. After all, catering for his comfort will provide you with immense personal satisfaction.

· Prepare the children.
Take a few minutes to wash the children’s hands and faces (if they are small), comb their hair and, if necessary, change their clothes. They are little treasures and he would like to see them playing the part. Minimise all noise. At the time of his arrival, eliminate all noise of the washer, dryer or vacuum. Try to encourage the children to be quiet.

· Be happy to see him.

· Greet him with a warm smile
and show sincerity in your desire to please him.

· Listen to him.
You may have a dozen important things to tell him, but the moment of his arrival is not the time. Let him talk first - remember his topics of conversation are more important than yours.

· Make the evening his.
Never complain if he comes home late or goes out to dinner, or other places of entertainment without you. Instead, try to understand his world of strain and pressure and his very real need to be at home and relax.

· Your goal:
Try to make sure your home is a place of peace, order and tranquillity where your husband can renew himself in body and spirit.

· Don’t greet him with complaints and problems.

· Don’t complain
if he’s late home for dinner or even if he stays out all night. Count this as minor compared to what he might have gone through that day.

· Make him comfortable.
Have him lean back in a comfortable chair or have him lie down in the bedroom. Have a cool or warm drink ready for him.

· Arrange his pillow
and offer to take off his shoes. Speak in a low, soothing and pleasant voice.

· Don’t ask him questions
about his actions or question his judgement or integrity. Remember, he is the master of the house and as such will always exercise his will with fairness and truthfulness. You have no right to question him.

· A good wife always knows her place.

Housekeeping Monthly 13 May 1955

Plop of the Week

Mr Fox + canon = Helsinki!


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Plop = an onomatopoeic term for the sound of an object falling onto a surface or into water.

Great. Bloody November.
[Note to self: Be more clear]
Great. Buggerin bloody November.
[Note to self: Use understandable language]
Moan moan whine whine blah blah bloody November.
[Note to self: Be optimistic.]

So. Here it goes again.
Here is Mr Fox. Yes, that one. Say hello.



Another update again:
Because this went all ploppy, here is some poo.
That means I uploaded few new photos as well.


elk poo
Originally uploaded by Taiga the Fox.

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Sweet Father's Day to you, Mr Fox!

Fox hiking

Taiga Fox looks at the white sails in the wind, migrating birds, waves hitting on the red striped rocks.
Her cubs are jumping on the rocks, shouting gleefully, searching for something worthy to show.
She hears crickets on the hay, gentle humming of the junipers and a splash.

The smaller cub sits on the big rock, eating sandwiches, dressed on his mother's socks. The older cub flies a kite.
Taiga Fox sees a pebble path, blue water of the sea, red water on the rocks and a kite tangled on the pine.

Both of the cubs sit on the big rock. Mr Fox is on the top of the pine. A family, dressed in their best outdoor outfits take photos of each other towards the sun.

The family member: [whispers] Is there a man on the pine?
The other family member: [whispers] Oh. What is he doing?
Mr Fox: [loudly] I forgot to take my knife with me!
T Fox: Come down! It's only a kite!
Mr Fox: Take my knife up here!
T Fox: In your dreams. It's only a kite!
Mr Fox: Well, ask that man to help then.
The family member comes for help. He jumps up and down, but can't reach the thread he's supposed to cut.
The other family member: Why don't you both climb up there, so we can leave you there.
T Fox thinks of the fine idea, just a second before the thread is cut.

The Fox family climbs up the highest hill and comes down.
They walk further. The older cub decides to swim on the sea, too. They have no dry clothes left, so they just walk on, until the cubs wants to drink.
T Fox tries to find the older cub's bag. There is no such thing anymore. She walks to find it and finally finds out it's left on top of the hill. It's in the middle of a bronze-age grave. She sits down and sees how the sun plays on the silent sea.