I got the family out of bed this morning, even Cath who had vowed to kill the next person to get her out of bed early without good reason. Well I am here to post so I guess she classed it as a good reason. I had come down stairs and started to open the curtains only to see a young fox on the road outside my house. I stood and watched it for over half an hour as it got lighter and lighter. It then came up the end of the drive so I went out to persuade it that going further was a bad idea. You see we have chickens and it was already past the time for me to let them out into their run and I did not want it to get the sent or hear them clucking their annoyance at the holdup.
Well it just stood there when I opened the outside door and even when I stepped onto the drive it remained close to the drive, only backing off a little. Back in I went, got my camera and snapped a few shots and even with the flash going off it stuck around. At this point I went back in and woke up and got up the tribe (Only Cath was actually asleep). It was rather something to watch the fox moving around about six feet away.
Cath came back in and grabbed her camera, by this time it was almost full light. The two pictures were taken by Cath, though both kids had a go at taking photos as well. It was a great family moment, though tempered by the sure knowledge that this young fox was obviously lost and separated from it's parents. We do live in the country and indeed seeing foxes is not unusual, just so close and in daylight is unknown. At dusk a few days ago the kids had seen a couple of foxes, time will tell if the same foxes are still alive to come back again, personally I doubt it.