Firefly Glen sur-prize!

For anyone who wishes to play with the adorkafox.

His head was up and there was a smile on his face as he travelled along at a prancing sort of walk. That was until his nose caught whiff of something beneath the earth. Suddenly, as though there was a rope tied about his snout and some strange creature below his was giving it a yank, the black leather of his nose shot down and started snuffling in the dirt. He fought against the force with a grunt. "No!" He barked. "Stopping this! Ack!" But it would not stop. He could not stop. Before he knew it, his small paws were furiously scrabbling at the soil, sending it scattering as he dug an ever-expanding hole. "Paws! I am commanding you to not be doing the thing!" But his paws were not listening and he continued to dig, and dig, and dig some more until he had unearthed an old bone.

"Oh," he said softly with wonder as his paws, with a mind of their own apparently, came to a stop. He looked down with admiration. "Woulds you be looking at that," he giggled. "I still doos not like dirty paws, but this is okay to the me." With a wagging tail, he seized his sur-prize.