Friday 28 October 2011

The last cub


The three bigger cubs are all fending for themselves now, but the runt, a small, slightly tatty-looking vixen, is still hanging around her mother, who is getting increasingly impatient with her. Having got used to being fed by mum, she looked quite shocked when she was not invited to share the scraps we had put in the bowl. Just look at her shocked body language when Mum snarled and chased her off!




Oh go on, let me have some.


But Mum, I'm ever so hungry...


Okay, no need to shout!



2 comments:

Teresa Ashby said...

Aw poor little thing. I suppose Mum knows best and she has to learn to fend for herself.

hydra said...

Especially as Mum will be expecting again soon. The mangy old dog fox keeps accompanying her into the garden.