THE FOX AND THE HOUND A Walt Disney Production
It begins with no music, just a whipsaw wind. Through the gauze of dusk forms a cluster of starsno, a spider's web the filigree work of predestination, trapping every animal who will pass through this forest. A fox sprints over the tall grass, fear in her eyes, an infant fox dangling from her clenched teeth. A gunshot sounds; a flock of birds rises from the grass. The fox is dead, her infant an orphan. Happy summer, boys and girls! This is the new Disney cartoon feature....
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