Since the day the fox lay around the garden all day, we haven't seen it at all. The food keeps disappearing though. Last night we gave it the third and final dose of its mange treatment from the RSPCA. I hope it has worked. Our next door neighbour's theory is that it was a vixen about to give birth and its agitated behaviour was down to that, though I would have thought it would have chosen to lurk deep inside its den.
According to the RSPCA officer, foxes only have litters in March, but our neighbour has seen cubs in October, so perhaps this is what has happened to the little fox. It certainly wasn't emaciated. It looked plump and well fed. Could it have been pregnant? Well, I was walking home late last Friday night and heard what sounded like the high-pitched squeals and squeaks of fox cubs so... you never know. And now I must take bag and shovel and go on fox poo duty in the garden. Yuck!
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