CHAPTER 13
Hampton enjoyed the cool dampness of the
shallow pool in which he rested. Knowing he had stayed too long, he
stretched as he rose to his feet sniffing alternately the air and
the ground. The sun was high in the sky and the day had turned
unusually warm for October, the temperature nearing 80 degrees. A
short distance away, his bushy tail wrapped around his body, the
red fox sat in the tall grasses waiting for Hampton’s return to the
chase. Little did Hampton know that the fox was leading him away
from danger. If only the hound would pick up the cue and follow him
toward safety. The fox purposely left a strong scent near where
Hampton stopped to catch his breath and now his keen sense of smell
picked up that scent. From his perch, the fox could see the tip of
Hampton
