"A fox!" yelled Robin as she jumped up and down.   Me and dad were by her side in a few seconds with the gun loaded.  Dad was out the door and on the deck in no time.  I was so excited because dad was using my gun and also because foxes are very hard to shoot.  My dad had the gun up and was getting the iron sites in site.  All of a sudden we heard a "tktk!".  The fox was up and running.  Dad got the gun loaded again and shot at it.  The second time it also jumped.   A third time he shot at the fox, I thought that it dodged the shot.  Hopefully that is the last time we see him because he could have taken one of my chickens and then he would keep comming back for more.  See you!  --Darren.  (Indian code name Ko-ha-na)