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Several years ago, my husband and I were "fox-hunting" in the many gifts shops in the tourist town of Estes Park, Colorado. One shopkeeper told us we should visit the Grand Lake Golf Course outside the town of Grand Lake, on the other side of Rocky Mountain National Park. Several years before, a fur rancher had, for one reason or another, shut down his business and turned loose his "golden foxes" to fend for themselves. (I'm unfamiliar with what kind of fox a "golden fox" would be.) The freed foxes took up residence around the local golf course, and invented a game of their own -- pilfering golf balls! Golf balls that rolled too close to the rough were sometimes snatched up and carried off by the playful critters. Amused rather than annoyed by these antics, the golf course ended up adopting the foxes as their mascots. (During an excavation for a house in the area, a fox's den was accidentally unearthed. In it was almost 500 golf balls.) Hearing about such a vulpine haven, my husband and I headed for our next destination -- Grand Lake. The Yellow Page ad for the golf course announced that it was "open to the public" for breakfast and lunch, so the next morning we headed out for breakfast, hoping, of course, for a glimpse of the foxes. A sign decorated with a friendly fox pointed the way from the main highway. Another sign outside the clubhouse featured a fox from the Preston Blair animation book sporting a chef's hat and pointing the way to the dining room. The dining room itself, overlooking the green, had wallpaper with a fox motif border. Asking about the foxes, we learned that the best chance to see them was the twilight hours around dawn. We settled for taking photos of the foxy signs, and -- a clever touch -- the fox hand puppets, such as those put out by Country Critters, that were being used as golf club covers. It was certainly "grand" to find a place that appreciated our vulpine friends so much!