Foxes love elderly ladies. This one, maybe a cousin to the fox in Britain, lives in Sweden. During the long bright nights of summer he tries to find something precious to his lady. He runs around the gardens in a small village, near the woods he lives in. The lady brings her first cup of coffee and strolls around in her garden. She sometimes finds a garden glove among the raspberries, or a sandal by the carrots. Mostly the gloves will lack a thumb, but the lady knows that this little gift comes from the heart. The fox loves his lady.