Mr. Fox

I don't think he's really meant to be a fox, but for some reason that's how I think of him. He usually rides in the car with me, but somehow got stuck in my lunch bag today, which was a pleasant surprise.

Edit: I usually do a blip in tribute to my friend Jackie, who died on this date, now 12 years ago. It's not that I wasn't thinking of her this year - she's on my mind a lot, always will be. And I know I didn't need to say this, but I just wanted to.