Fox kit

Reminds me of the fox kit I had as a pet when I was a lad. His mother had been hit by a car, and the little fellow was starving. I was informed by those "in the know" all of the usual things, "he's a wild animal, foxes carry rabies" and other such rot. But I couldn't let him starve, so I bottle raised him, and kept him until I went off to the Navy. After that, he lived with my grandparents until he passed away at the ripe old age of 15. Behavior-wise, he was sort of like a cat and a dog put together. Imagine a cat that will come when you call him, and do what you want when you want him to do it.