Another most enjoyable occurrence last night. During an advert break at 9.40 in the appalling 'I'm a Celebrity' programme, I'd made a cup of tea and got a mince pie. The outside security light came on, so I partially wound up the blind over the French Windows and there was a beautiful adult fox chomping on a few cat biscuits that the neighbours moggies had left. The fox stared at me, finished the snack and wandered off. I then put some dog biscuits out in the hope that it would return.
Then a couple of hours later, at 11.40, I'd just logged off from browsing NS, and the light came on again. I jumped out of bed, pulled aside the curtain and unbelievably, there were not one, but two large badgers in the garden. One was eating the dog biscuits, and the other was at the base of the tree where the squirrels peanut box is situated, and clearing up the scraps the squirrels had dropped.
They finished their supper, and scrambled up the garden and off into the night.
It was wonderful to watch this happening barely a mile from the city centre, and I must visit Wilko's for more goodies for them.
Now I appreciate that some members detest foxes, as they have suffered heartbreaking carnage to lambs and poultry previously, as I have with losing ducks and hens in the past, but in my garden in the depths of Basford, it's a sight to behold.