A visitor to the Zao Fox Village in Miyagi, Japan, stumbled upon two red foxes having a scream-off, and it reminded the United States why it should forever be grateful that Filene’s Basement and Loehmann’s bridal sales are a thing of the past. That was the last time we ever had to deal with two otherwise beautiful babes howl at each other non-stop like this. Just kidding, no it wasn’t.
I mainly feel bad for their friend who got innocently dragged into it. While that shifty thing in the background safely scampers away, that other poor shmuck got stuck having to huddle nearby in case the acrylics really came off and she had to help a gal out. Come to think of it, that’s basically what my boyfriend had to do yesterday after my BFF and I had our third bottle of rosé, and he’s still fine. Chin up, fox!