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So I'm driving home today, over a switchback-ey road over South Bump Mountain, well after dark, going a bit fast since I had the car for once (instead of the Van the Size of France), when what dashes across the road (well in front of me) but a medium-sized canine of vast bushy-tailed-ness...

I don't know if he was a big fox or a little coyote or what, but he was definitely grey and not red. "Be careful crossing the road, little brother," I told him, and he flirted his tail unconcernedly and went on his way.

Seeing him cheered me immensely.