Company Management
The trouble began with the dog. A neighbor’s hulking Labrador, friendly but dumb, bounded over one afternoon to lick Eleanor’s face. The fox materialized from the hedgerow, hackles raised, and stood between Eleanor and the dog. She didn’t growl. She simply glared , a silent, furious promise.
The fox tilted its head, unimpressed.
“I have a name for you,” Eleanor said. “Henry.” The trouble began with the dog
The fox opened one honey eye. It yawned, showing needle teeth, and rested its chin on her ankle. friendly but dumb