Olive spotted?

I think I saw her a few nights ago, half a mile down the road, sitting in the driveway of a big old house. It was her stance, her size, her way of sitting like a dog with her head cocked on one side. In fact, I'm sure it was her. She hasn't been seen in our garden again. The only fox to come visiting is a very sick one that has lost all its coat to mange. Towards the end, we saw Olive being driven off by her mum, so I guess Mum owns the territory and daughter has had to establish her own. Not far from Iceland's bins, so that's a jolly good choice!