What is it?
Finally, after running around for quite some time, the animal stopped and Agatha was able to get a good look at it. She was in complete disbelief. It was no cat, it was a fox! Not only was it just a fox, but it was a baby fox that wasn’t that large, which would explain why she thought it was a cat.
The fox settled down and sat in the yard, exhausted. It had probably been up all night long fighting its way out of the peanut jar. Now, after being freed, it was able to take it easy for a moment or two. But how long would the calmness last for? Something else was entering the yard.