I raced up the alleyways toward my home, thinking about Sheena and that other dog. And who was that pup I saw earlier?

I stopped at the sound of a human ranting about something. I jumped behind a trashcan and listened to him, not wanting to take any chances.

"That fox was back, and he stole Bernie's food again!" He yelled to a man that was carrying a net. The yelling man must have been the owner of that dumb dog.

"That man is as stupid as his dog! How can he not see that I'm a she?" I quietly growled to myself.

"Don't worry, sir," the guy with the net said. "That fox couldn't have gone far. She's been causing some trouble and needs to be put down."

"Put down?" I whimpered just a little too loud.

The humans heard my whimpering and knocked over the trash can that I was hiding behind. "Well, well, what do we have here?" the guy with the net said to me.

"A very pissed off fox, that's what!" I yipped angrily. I bit the net guy on the leg and took off in the opposite direction. I raced back through the alleyways, looking for a way to lose them.

"I hope these guys are in bad shape!" I panted.