The following is a tale of a fox named Woody and Yaroslav, his devoted owner. Because he was raised on a fur farm and was intended to be killed for the sake of making a profit, Woody was almost worn as a collar by someone.
In 2015, Yaroslav came through for him and rescued him from the situation. However, he did not engage in full-scale vigilantism because, in some regions of Russia, it is at least partially legal to maintain a fur farm.
However, after Yaroslav saw Woody, he simply was unable to allow that situation to play out. After he had a conversation with the owners of the fur farm, the owners consented to give him the fox on the condition that he would pay them the price that they anticipated getting for the fox's fur. He agreed to this condition. Yaroslav didn't waste any time and bought Woody out of the situation.
In the first few days that Woody spent with Yaroslav, he displayed reluctance and refused to have any kind of interaction with other people. The rapid change in the individual's environment had to have caused him a great deal of anxiety. But after about a week, Yaroslav discovered that he and Woody spoke the same language, and the two of them began to become friends. Due to the fact that foxes are known to spread diseases, the fox was required to spend his first month in quarantine at Yaroslav's house.
After some time had passed, Yaroslav constructed a unique kennel for Woody so that he could spend his time outside. Woody, being the naughty fox that he is, dug a lot of tunnels and emerged from them periodically. He was always getting into mischief. But Yaroslav was adamant that Woody couldn't survive on his own in the woods because he hadn't acquired all of the necessary abilities owing to the fact that he spent his formative months on a fur farm. Yaroslav emphasized this point several times.
At this point in time, Woody's diet is balanced, and he is content with his existence. The only things he puts in his body are natural ones, such as meat, cottage cheese, fruit, and vegetables. The fruit known as the persimmon is his absolute favorite thing to eat.
It cannot be overstated how unbelievable it is that a fox was able to live a contented life despite being raised as a domestic animal, given that foxes are in no way, shape, or form considered to be domestic animals. Yaroslav claims that it is not as easy as it first appears. He compares it to having both a naughty cat and a dog as a pet in one convenient package. In any event, Woody and the rest of the internet are grateful to him for giving the fox a second chance at life.