On Monday 13th April [1970] Fay Miller brought us a fox cub,
which was three weeks old. She has grown much bigger and is eight weeks
old. The class voted for a name and we decided to call her Shandy. Every
time she gets out of her cage we lift our feet off the floor, because she
nips our ankles. She runs round the room thinking this is great fun,
and every time she sees the teacher she runs away because she knows that
she will be picked up and put into her cage to go to sleep. When she wakes
up she starts playing with her tail. The first week we had her she always
ran to find a place to hide. One day she was running around the room,
and hid somewhere, and we couldn't find her.
We looked everywhere but we still couldn't find her. One of the boys heard
her squeaking and saw her trying to get out from behind a radiator. So we
got her out and put her back into her cage. She has a cute little face and
reddish-brown fur and her eyes are a light brown. She is getting very big
now and has very sharp teeth, and can give very sore bites. She eats
mince, and dog-meat, and drinks plenty of milk. After she has had
something to eat, and had some fun, she will go into her cage and lie down
and go to sleep. K.L. IE
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