Little Fox bygger Ikea-möbler med sina kamrater.

Little Fox here.  I noticed some large boxes arrived a few days ago.  My roommates made a bet with me a pizza that I could not get the items in these boxes assembled in a month.  Challenge accepted!

Let me take a closer look.

Hmm, something written in Swedish.  Let me do some free association:  Furniture, assembly, Swedish……..of course my roommates went to IKEA.  Looks like I have been tricked into assembling the furniture. 

I better assemble my furniture assembly team.

We are a motley crew but we work well together.  Let's go.

Lot's of languages represented.  This is the "warnings" page.  What have we gotten ourselves into?

The instructions could use a few improvements like words to help us stuffies out.  Luckily, us stuffies are resilient animals ready for any task.  We'll get it done!

My team says that wine always helps with furniture assembly.

Sequoia has joined us to help out.

Voila! My team has succeeded.

I believe that us stuffies and Sequoia won the bet and we get a pizza.

What is this?  Roadrunner Pizza?  Really?

   Pizza Hut, Dominoes, Papa Johns, the world has heard of those places but Roadrunner Pizza?  Really humans?  Really?

Guess who just got a serious demerit on their evaluation? 

The Circle of Stuffies

Today is the day.  Drunk Fox's intervention begins now!!!!

Before the intervention started I googled how to hold an intervention.  Lots of information was posted online but there was really no information on how to hold a stuffed animal intervention so I guess I am going to wing it.

I decided to call all of the animals together and get this intervention started.  The animals started to arrive in small groups.  Wolfy, Fox, and this dapper little mouse from Prague arrived first.  

One of our Christmas stuffies decided to join the intervention.  Of course Baxer is here.  Little Bear and Big Bear have arrived as well.  Sequoia is wondering what is happening but he's not 100% sure he's ready to join.  

Fox, Odie, our resident hedgehog (who thinks he is a bunny), Lightning,  and Reindeer have arrived. 

I better lay down some ground rules:

1) Only one stuffy should talk at a time.

2) Raise your paw to speak.

3) Everyone silence their phones.

4) There will be snacks only if the intervention is successful.  REPEAT, the snacks will only come out IF the intervention is a success.

I had to convince Drunk Fox that he needed to get off the couch.  Apparently, he has lots of reading on his pallet.  Tough, we're doing this intervention today.

Little Fox: All right here he comes....places everyone. 

Drunk Fox: What is going on Kermit?

Drunk Fox:  Hmm, I am a little worried.

Kermit:  Drunk Fox, don't worry, I got your back. 

Drunk Fox:  All right, let's get this party started.

Drunk Fox:  Reindeer wanted to talk to me about my graffiti problem.  I tried to tell him that I wasn't seeking attention and that I wasn't reliving repressed childhood memories, or that I wasn't trying to make a political statement. 

Drunk Fox:   I was just bored.  You see gang, my hobby used to be drinking and now that I have been sober I am bored and looking for a new hobby.  I though graffiti art could be a good hobby for me.

Little Fox: I wonder if this intervention is working....

Little Fox: This intervention is taking a long time.  Kermit is exhausted and Sequoia has decided to leave. 

Little Fox:  I am declaring this intervention moderately successful.  Are there any questions?

Wolfy: So.....now that the intervention is over does that mean we get snacks?

Little Fox: I guess my next job is to help you find a new hobby for you Drunk Fox.  Do you like hiking?

Drunk Fox: Not really, any other ideas Little Fox?

Little Fox: I am tapped out, perhaps my stuffy friends can help out.  Stuffy pals feel free to leave any tips on a new hobby for Drunk Fox in the comments.

Oh no, looks like we need to intervene with Sequoia too.

Snow Break...

Baxter and I decided to take a little break from trying to figure out what is going on with Drunk Fox (and all of the Corona Virus news****).    A few days ago a card came addressed to me from my pal Droopy.

Team Droopy always gets bonus points for the handmade card.  

The crew is wishing me a happy St. Patrick's Day.  They suggest I celebrate with a big pot of chicken stew.  That's an excellent idea. 

Chicken stew always seems to go well on cold winter days.  As I started my morning chore of letting Sequoia outside I was pleasantly surprised to see snow.

No, this is not a post-dated blog, it really did snow last night.  I hope my blueberry plants survive.

The trees look so nice with the snow. 

I wonder if the snow will stay?  If it stays cold enough do you think I could host Karl and Bullwinkle?

Let me check the forecast.  Hmm, looks like the weather is supposed to improve, out of politeness to Karl and Bullwinkle we better postpone a visit this year. 

**** On a side note be sure you wash you paws and stay healthy stuffy friends.
LF

Where is Drunk Fox?

 Last week the other stuffies and I agreed that we need to have an intervention for Drunk Fox and I drew the short straw of trying to find him and bring him back home for his intervention.

My first stop was at Starbucks.  Drunk Fox likes a good cup of coffee.

While waiting for Drunk Fox to show up I decided to treat myself with a nice hot chocolate 

No Drunk Fox at Starbucks.  Next stop was a garden in the city (actually a garden at a local hospital). It's a wildlife habitat and it seems like a relaxing place for Drunk Fox to hang out. 

It's beary pleasant at the garden but my mission is to find Drunk Fox so I'm off on my adventure.  

Nope. No Drunk Fox at Ben and Jerry's (not to be confused with Jerry and Ben).  Should I stop in for an ice cream cone? 

As I was leaving Ben and Jerry's I saw a place advertising a salmon bento.  They also have a prawn one.  Tempting, but this fox has a mission. 

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Drunk Fox apparently isn't a soccer fan.  He wasn't at Providence Park, home of the Portland Timbers. 

Nope, not here either. 

Well, we all know Drunk Fox has had some trouble with the bottle.  I better check this tap room. 

No Drunk Fox here.   

I thought I better check out another Starbucks (there sure are a lot of them in Portland).

No Drunk Fox but I must admit I like the new holiday fox mug.  I might need to get me one of these. 

I wandered into the grocery store (for a healthy snack for me) and figured I better check out the beer section.  No Drunk Fox here, but there are lots of choices to drink.

This beer has a giraffe in space. I might need to try this one based on the packaging alone.  

Umm, I better check a few more sections of the beer aisle.  

Nope, no Drunk Fox here. Man he's an elusive fox isn't he?

The store actually had a bar in it.Prices were pretty cheap too.

I didn't see Drunk Fox in the grocery store bar but there were lots and lots of people in the grocery store bar. 

Way far in the distance is Union Station.  It's the train station.  I best check to see if Drunk Fox is hanging out near the tracks.

Amtrak Cascades.  This train is heading up to Seattle in a few minutes. I talked to the conductor and he didn't see Drunk Fox in line to board the train.

Union Station has a viewing platform of sorts.

My research tells me that this train (the silver one) is headed south to California. It doesn't leave till night so I will have to come back to see if Drunk Fox is on it. 

Only three passenger trains leave out of Portland so I  think I better continue on my journey to find Drunk Fox.

Another grocery store. New Seasons, they claim to be the Friendliest Store in Town.  I checked it out, they were pretty friendly and were offering free cake samples.  They win my vote. 

All of this exploring is making me hungry.  I better get some lunch. 

 I decided to get a chicken cheesesteak sandwich with a side of enchilada soup. 

It was a good choice.  Now that I have more energy I should check out one  last stop before heading home.

Nope. No Drunk Fox in here.  

after an exhaustive search I found  Drunk Fox talking to his buddy Kermit. They were just hanging out, talking about showbiz, the best chicken restaurants in town, and what they were planning on doing this weekend.  Who would have guessed that if I looked on the couch I would have found Drunk Fox so easily.

I butted in and told Drunk Fox he needed an intervention.  He was confused and wanted to know why.  I grabbed his paw, led him to the circle of stuffies and the intervention begins................