Fox and the Fruit Garden

Nope, foxes don't prey on gullible sheep like us biased, petty humans choose to believe. They totally get hung up on organic fruit cultivated with the most rigorous tender loving care in the finest orchards; actually, only one orchard in particular. And only one fox that I speak of.

So the story goes that one day, as this pleasant, very humane fox was going on his usual rounds of prying into nobody's business, he caught glimpse of this most wonderful fruit garden. Its soil bursting with all the juicy magnificence of red, yellow, and orange! He conceived of the euphoria that would ignite at the touch of his tongue to the cool texture. What a moment of transcendence.

Encircling the orchard was a tall wooden fence whose height reached further than the sky. Our poor hero got dizzy just thinking about looking up; he would never do it to climb over the barrier. But his preoccupation drove him to daily marches around its perimeter, come rain or shine. His efforts were finally rewarded when he noticed one keyhole of a crevice tucked neatly from sight by the heaping weeds. It was small, alright. He would have to lose a tiny bit of weight to gain entrance into his paradise. Such a very insignificant price to pay for an abundance of gratification. He reveled in his good fortune :)

That happy day eventually arrived and he found himself on the other side. One could not even begin to imagine the rate at which he feasted. His mouth was open for a longer time than when he had all four wisdom teeth extracted in a single sitting. You could literally watch his lean arms turn muscular. And then he was satisfied. He rolled over for a well-deserved nap.

He awoke to clear blue skies and warm sunshine. From afar the laughter of playing children drifted to his ears with the touching breeze. Birds were chirping in melodious synchrony to his leisurely roam. He detected his outlet back to the rest of civilization and began squirming with a complacent smug on his face. He was proud of having accomplished his plan so smoothly. And then he felt a pain sear through his body as a splinter jabbed at his ribs. He was stuck.

He would have to lose a tiny bit of weight to gain exit into his paradise. But isn't it such a very insignificant price to pay for an abundance of gratification? He amused himself with that thought :) After a few days naturally, he made it out to the other side.

And then he caught glimpse of this most wonderful fruit garden. Its soil bursting with all the juicy magnificence of red, yellow, and orange! He conceived of the euphoria that would ignite at the touch of his tongue to the cool texture. What a moment of transcendence.

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The work's not original; I must have read it on the web somewhere. I acknowledge my sources with much gratitude. A good story goes a long way.