The other day doorbell rang. I opened the door and peered out. There was nobody there. I almost closed the door when I heard
a harrumph...
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- Down here, please!
- But
hello - are you Mr. Fox?
- I prefer Mr.F myself.
- Alright. I was just going to have my evening coffee at the garden - would you like to join me?
- Delighted to - but could I have some tea, please?
- Is it always this hot here in August? And it's an evening already?
Mr. F took off his precious linen vest
but finished his tea, though.
- Well no, last time it was 1904 or so, I think. Would you prefer indoors?
- I should think so, I'm British after all. But I
love this red china, lovely fox-birdies!
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He took a careful look around and sat on sofa.
- Is this my new home then? I kind of like it here, especially that bag -very
me.
He wanted to try it on and yes, it was very becoming on him.
- Well...You'll be here with us for a few weeks and then you'll move into your new home. You'll be a little boy's new best friend
and his birthday surprise.
- That's right, now I remember! Beth actually told me that when she booked me the ticket.
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- Hey, I think I know that girl!
Mr. F makes a bow of his tie, he's a little flirty.
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- Hello Miss B, remember me from Beth's?
They chatted and chatted, and I made Mr. F bed on sofa, and went upstairs to do some sewing. After a while I sneaked back just to see Mr. F happily tucked it. I was leaving the room when he said sleepily:
- Can I keep the bag, though? and smirked, very foxily.
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Story: Mia
The most beautiful fox:
Beth from The Linen CatThe prettiest bunny bag:
Beth from The Linen CatThe pretty red china:
Iittala´s Taika in redThe foxy bag:
HandmadebyMia***
Thank you so much, Beth, he's so much loved already - I can't wait to give him to my nephew!
Kisses from us all!