Urbane Foxes
I'm sure I'm not the first blogger to comment on the irrestistable rise of the urban fox. Round here we have many, they are usually pretty depressing to look at; scrawny and mangy, and, worse than squirrels, they love to tear open the rubbish bags that our council demands that we leave out for collection.Coming home late at night I would often encounter troupes of them, methodically checking out the rubbish, street by street. They even seem to know which days the rubbish is put out on. Of late, however thet have become much more bold, and annoying, they dig random holes in flower beds, tunnel in the compost heap, and today, two cubs decided to have a go at the grumpy cat that lives upstairs.
I'll digress for a moment, and introduce her, she is an abyssinian of the silver grey variety, and, as a result of inertia and overfeeding, she resembles a pyjama case. At the last weigh in, she was approximately 2.5 kilos overweight, and whilst I don't think she could hurt a fox, unless she accidentally sat on one, she is big enough not to be considered an easy meal.
However, these two cubs decided to have a pop, I think they were just playing, there was lots of yipping and squeaking, and the cat retired to the comparative safety of the garden wall. The cubs, however, were not scared off by human intervention, and kept popping up on the wall to continue their play. When they eventually got bored, I could hear them yipping away as they traversed the neighbouring gardens. Bear in mind that this is on a sunny sunday; kids out playing, dogs barking and the sound of lawnmowers a-gogo, insouciant or what?
posted by Lampy @ 6/12/2005 10:22:00 am
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