the time a real life fox came right up to me and my old black and green sweater

we'll start with the black and green sweater... i was out one night with friends in the gay district of madrid, 'chueca'.... i saw this sweater and had to have it, it had a hoodie and a pouch at the front to put one's hands in... also tassles for the hoodie and waist and it was checkered all over in small black and dark green checks as well as having a light green background....... that was in early 1997....... from there i remember wearing it one time at an outdoor barbecue outside a school i had attended from age 4 thru 13 or 14.... where the barbecue was, i was wearing it and talking to a  former english language teacher of mine who was flipping meat... we talked about death of loved ones.... in that same place, many years before the jacket/sweater, when i was a little kid like 10 maybe, i clearly remember a fighter jet, like an f-111 fighter jet, from the nearby richmond air force base flying over low at ludicrously low altitude, so that the noise was unbearable and the jet filled the sky...... the same jacket probably got worn a lot during film school university activities (won't say studies) in the following 2 years however we don't recall it... however we do recall wearing it in madrid again later around the year 2000 and then in nyc around october 2011 a few weeks after the 9/11 attacks.... that's the last time i can really remember wearing it... a friend took a picture in a starbucks in manhattan at around that time and we got some other pics of the excursion and that's about the last time i remember wearing it........ not sure what became of it

to the fox, back when we had that sweater (possibly),  although possibly not wearing it at the time, around mid may 2002, i remember my last visit to madrid, spain, for what would be more than 5 years... we went on a nature hike with a brazilian buddy that we had known at university in madrid in 1996...... now something odd happened, somehow i looked up and a fox is parked like 1 foot away from my face just staring at me... obviously the danger was that it would suddenly lunge and permanently damage my pretty little face.... i guess at the time i had to be ready for that and be ready to quickly grab it and snap its neck or hold it and stand on it or kick it or sthmg.... anyway, that fox just calmly stood there looking me right in the eyes for what must have been half a minute (about the time it takes to have sex, let's say), the whole time i was really worried about it attacking me and then it just walked away and i went and clomb the nearest tree.. .my buddy just kept of walking, didn't care about it