I was doing the washing up when I noticed the fox, curled up on the wall and fast asleep.
This is a new young fox, a male. I felt quite envious of his ability to snooze the afternoon away. Maybe it had been a heavy night. When I next looked, he had woken up, but still looked sleepy.
While I was getting dressed this morning I watched the vixen come home. There were no cubs greeting her, and no Mr Fox either. Unless she is a different vixen from the one who was around earlier this summer, I am guessing she has been widowed. I imagine it is pretty hard to bring up a litter of cubs single pawed, so maybe they didn’t make it. Another scenario is that they may have lost their home. We thought for a while that the foxes had moved away, then they came back. Maybe they had the cubs, someone destroyed their den and cubs and they moved back. I really don’t know.
She settled down in the denser greenery. By this time I had picked up my camera.
Getting to Bed
This isn’t what I meant to post today, so I may be back later. The vixen was sleeping on the wall again. Being slightly tired of taking pictures of her from the window I went outside. She woke up and watched me. She still looked pretty sleepy.
Following on from last night’s post, here’s a quilt of pictures.
All of them feature the wall around the garden in some way or another.