What's in a name?

I am Creme Brule Fox. I live in a cosy cottage in the woods of Western Michigan. I like swing bands, good books, long walks, pumpkin pie and Sunday mornings. The only thing I raid is my own fridge. I haven't ever hassled a chicken although I did picket a processing plant once, protesting chemical additives.

You see? Foxes are just like you...except we have really awesome looking tails...and cool names....and we are snazzy dressers. But otherwise, we're like you...unless you are a no-good, lazy, dirty chicken-thief. But then if you were, why would you be reading a nice blog like this? Exactly.

Sincerely, Creme Brule

Getting Started

A few months ago I was complaining that foxes are completely misunderstood. People think we're sneaky, dishonest, prone to a life of crime and untrustworthy around poultry. That might describe a fox or two but only the ones in elected office. The rest of us are salt of the earth.

My friend Chuck told me I needed a blog. I thought he said bog. I'm all for wetland ecosystems but I failed to see how that would change the opinions of the masses. Then my friend Lucy suggested a log. My Uncle Phineas lived in a log for years, apparently quite happy despite a few infestations of termites. I prefer my cosy cottage though.

Finally, I got the picture: a blog. Aha! Perfect. And so now I will introduce myself and tell you a little about my life. Hopefully, you will form a new opinion of foxes and help me spread the word: foxes are fantastic!