I almost forgot about this story until I knocked the newspaper clipping off my desk just now. I meant to share it with you earlier but I got caught up in a terrible auto accident. I'd barely made it out alive when a plane crashed out of the sky and destroyed what little remained of my car and took my left leg off along with it in the flying shrapnel. And just when I thought I might stand a chance of re-attaching the leg if I got to the ER in time, a dinosaur ran out of the nearby woodland and munched the leg down in one before making off to hide in the rhododendrons.
Apparently seeing a black fox is a sign of ill fortune. But I don't believe in that sort of nonsense.