So you may well of heard stories of boys raised by wolves, but I bet you have never heard of a boy raised by foxes!
Digger has come to me from the wild wild woods, with a gleam in his eyes, sharp ears and a bushy tail. He is bold, fearless and full of fun and loves nothing more than to scamper through the ferns with his baby fox friend looking for fir cones.
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| Digger |
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| Little Fox |
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| Digger is most at home in the woods |
When they are both quite worn out they each have a cozy place to sleep, fox baby even has a tiddly felt fox toy to snuggle up to - I truly have never made anything so tiny!
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| A room of my own |
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| With cozy autumn patchwork quilt |
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| Even little fox has his own nest bed |
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| The smallest fox you ever saw! |
And as a little something for Diggers new mama - I have made her a dear little fox sculpture - in a jar! I think it might just be tiddly fox's mother!
Wishing you all a wonderful weekend,
love Scarlett xx
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