Lance Kyle
After we returned to our living quarters, I fried up a few steaks while cooking a baked potato for both of us, then I made a chef salad. Meanwhile, Snow played with Jazzy in the living room.
It was cute watching the two of them interact. Snow would talk to Jazzy like she was a human, and Jazzy would intently listen to what Snow was saying. As soon as Snow stopped talking, Jazzy would either lick Snow's cheek, or she would snuggle her side against Snow's legs.
I could tell Snow cared about her fox a great deal, and I loved that about her. If she could love and care for a fox to that magnitude, I could just imagine what kind of mother she would be once we started having cubs. I was sure that Snow was going to be a loving and nurturing mum, which is what all cub
