Tuesday, 20 December 2016
Listening to the night noises and trying to identify them filled a lot of the time, until about a half hour ago when a scrabbling sound got me out of bed and opening the window.
In the front garden about 10 feet from my nose was a huge fox with a really big bushy tale.
He (or she) looked up at me and trotted off up toward the railway, in no hurry and not one jot bothered by my intrusion into his busy foraging.
What he could find to eat is a mystery - one I'd rather not investigate too closely - but he was clearly quite at home.
The very faded picture at the top is of the fox I saw a couple of years ago near my back door eating what I had thrown out for the birds.
Tonight's visitor was very much larger and I suppose I was lucky to see it, but it made me wonder just how many other creatures wander freely up and down our urban roads at night.
Oh well, time to get up (6.15).
Posted by Ray Barnes at 6:11:00 am