With the colder weather coming, we've seen an influx of interesting creatures into the garden. A green woodpecker yesterday and last week, the muntjac deer again.
The vixen, who we felt sure must be dead by now, as she's at least five years old and has reared four sets of cubs, suddenly appeared on the deck, sitting like a dog with her muzzle close to the patio doors, wagging her head this way and that as she followed the movements of my fork to my mouth. Of course, I soon carved a piece off my chicken fillet and threw it out for her. Now, we've laid in a stock of dog food as she is coming every day. She's in prime breeding condition with a beautiful, thick brush and we're sure we'll meet a new family of cubs next Spring.
