The red sun is sinking low over the Sahara Desert. In a dry, silent gully, shadows stretch across ripples of burning hot sand.
Suddenly there is a sharp bark. Two big, dark eyes peek out from a hole at the foot of a sand dune. Zerda, a little fennec fox, bounces out from her den. Chattering, she leaps two feet into the air with a swish of her bushy, black-tipped tail. Two more sand-colored foxes tumble out from another hole nearby, the den’s back door.
The fennecs yip and play in the slippery sand, biting at twigs and one another. Long silky fur on the bottoms of their paws helps them get a grip on the loose sand. The thick fur also keeps the hot sand from burning their tender…
