Well, it's time to take little old yeller behind the shed and shoot him. Goodbye little fox, you were really cute when you were a puppy but nothing was the same after papa hit you with that hoe in the back on your head. Really, we should have done this years ago. The world won't be a better or worse place with your death but my morning will feel less convoluted.
(Man, you can't even make a review of page by page if the first one makes you go: MOTHER…)