"Alright," Lino said as he watched Celina coax the fox to come up to her. Pretty animals, he thought as he opened the gate and walked into the enclosure. The foxes moved away from him as he stepped forward. It seemed that he wasn't nearly as good with animals as Celina.
Blech, he thought, wrinkling his nose as he saw the mess that he was now in charge of cleaning. He grabbed a rake that was leaning on the side of the fence and started raking. Out of the corner of his eye Lino noticed a small fox creeping up towards him. He pretended that he wasn't paying attention to it, and the fox snuck closer and closer. Once it was a couple feet away he reached out his hand to the fox. "Hey you," he said to the little fox.