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and stared at me. I would have enjoyed it greatly if I hadn't feared Jose would see. I tried to keep between the deer and the car so he wouldn't dare shoot, and I tried to scare it off, but it only stared the more. But when the noise of the car started it went flying, to my relief. I saw a little fox curled up at the side [[vertical blue line in left margin]] of the road, just the color of the red-clay dust. He slipped into the tall grass [[/blue line]] and José didn't see him. We saw emus several times, once the largest