You never know how many things I know about you.
Description:A fox doesn't speak, it doesn't mean a fox knows nothing. Indeed, it knows many things, just you never know how many things a fox knows about you.
SILENCE, IT DOESN'T MEAN I KNOW NOTHING. I AM OBSERVING, SO, I KEEP SILENT!
Do you remember I have got a fox? This fox is the most strangest one I have ever seen. I call my fox Poodle. I don't know Poodle's gender. So, I would use "It" referring to Poodle.
Yesterday night, it was at about 2:30am, I had lain in my bed since 11:45pm, but I was still awake. I stared at Poodle from the windows in my bedroom. Poodle didn't sleep yet as well. I went to the backyard to find it.
I stared at it for a moment, he seemed to be not aware of my existence. So, I said, "What are you doing, Poodle?" It had no any reaction to me. Poodle was lying on the grass, there was a novel in front of it. Obviously, Poodle was reading novel. How can a fox understand literature? I have no any ideas.
I sat next to Poodle with crossed legs. It totally concentrated on reading, I was an invisible person for it. I caressed its orange colour coat, Poodle took a look at me for less than a second. Then, its eyes went back on a page of Animal Farm.
Poodle is my companion, I wanted it to pay attention on me when I am bored. However, Poodle ignores me all the time. Is it a good companion? On the other hand, a companion also has something who loves to do. If I love my companion, I shouldn't blame.
"Poodle, I am bored!" said I.
Suddenly, Poodle was continuously caressing my left leg slowly with its tail, it was amazing! After few minutes, it moved slowly towards me and lay in my crossed legs. Its eyes looked up to gaze into my eyes. I felt, Poodle sent me love intentionally.
I asked Poodle, "Do you understand my speech?" Poodle wagged the tail. As if, it said yes to me. "How many things of mine do you know?" Poodle put down its tail, closed its eyes and went to sleep. I gently placed Poodle into its little house.
I know, Poodle frequently observes things around. It knows everything!
I went back to my bedroom, sitting in my bed, gazing into the sky. Countless stars were twinkling. "Star lights, how many light years have you travelled in the space to reach into my eyes?"
Actually, they are not all stars, some of them are fake ones called satellites. Our planet earth is being surrounded by them. Satellites know everything happening on the ground silently. You never know how many things those satellites know about you. It's the same as, you never know how many things the technology giants know about you!
People who know a lot but keep silent; people who know nothing but speak a lot!