Saturday, 23 January 2010
When I woke up this morning, I looked out my bathroom window and was amazed to see a fox curled up on the moss at the foot of the garden. I managed to get a few sly photos, but it wasn't until I went downstairs, I looked out the back to see there were two of them sat there, bold as brass! Of course as soon as they saw me they were off, and they hopped over the gate at foot of ivy covered plum tree, at there own leisure and were gone, leaving two indentations on the lawn where they had sat, the remains of one of my fat-balls that I put out for the birds and a few wood pigeon feathers. You can guess the rest!