Spirit of my Ancestor

Hi all,
I had to post for a second time tonight, to tell you that a gray fox is living in my back yard. My Great-Grandpa was nicknamed "The Silver Fox." He was a World War II prisoner-of-war who successfully escaped occupied France. Although my parents are worried that the fox might have rabies, Mama was thrilled to see a two-foot Siberian husky loping out of sight, and, then, after conferring with the neighbor, to realize that she was seeing a living legend of our neighborhood. We have decided to name the fox "Featherston" after the pretentious new name that some of the neighbors have given to our area. Love, LK