Monday, 31 December 2012

Reynard

Thanks to Greg for this splendid shot of an urban fox; the banshee night-screeching apart, I have to say I also enjoy seeing them here in the city. I recall watching a 'Springwatch' with Bill Oddie and a camera crew spending a whispered night hidden in a ditch for a few seconds glimpse of a fox whilst outside my rear window a vixen was delicately picking (I think) earthworms from a newly dug bed, watched amiably by the two moggies. 


Wood Pigeons, too, perhaps aware that city folk don't eat them unless they arrive back-down on a plate have become bolder than ever I've known them in the country; with all the diet-discipline of Labradors, some have grown to prodigious size and waddle about lazily with bulging crops. 

7 comments:

Edward Spalton said...

Since houses have been built all around our onetime country garden, I can no longer adjust the wood pigeon population with shotgun or air rifle.

The grey squirrels know it too and, whilst they are more nimble than a well-fed wood pigeon, they now have a certain swagger as they venture nearer to people than they used to.

Anonymous said...

Driving back through the northern suburbs of Leeds in the 90's, we spied 8 or 9 foxes flying across the road in and through Headingley. I know that an Aunt unfailingly feeds a pair of overgrown foxes in Bromley, can't say that I approve, though my reservations remain unspoken.

Anonymous said...

It's the same here on the outskirts of Leeds. We have urban foxes which I feed and an enormous semi-tame wood pigeon that flies down to the patio for demand fed peanuts, hoovered up with astonishing rapidity.
Two grey squirrels seem to be begging to come into the conservatory. Like meercats, they stand on their hind legs peering in and take no notice of us. Had to cull them last year though as we found a nest with three pups/cubs? in the roof when the house was re-roofed. That really is a bit too much.

G. Tingey said...

In built-up & semi-urban areas, the foxes keep the rats & pigeons down.
The one photographed is almost hand-tame - he was less than a metre from me when I took the (not very good) picture on my 'phone. And, yes I did give him a dog-boscuit!
In London, pigeons are a bloody, diseased menace - worse than rats, in my opinion.

Anon 2 said...

Thanks Raedwald and GT.

Sigh. I do like foxes; and I can't stand to think of what they suffer as quarry to ... well, wot OW sed.

However, not counting horses and dogs among the "unspeakable," --- and not wanting to "run with the hare and hunt with the hounds" --- I'm all in favour of drag- and trail-hunting.

Wish we could find a way to help the dear deer, also; though I know some people like venison. And yes, we do have to eat. Sigh.


Happy New Year Raedwald. Thank you for the blog.
Good wishes to all who respond here, also.

Span Ows said...

That fox is the fattest I've ever seen, and look at the learned-from-dog&cat open-eyed 'please feed me' look. Must be thinking of all the tales his parents and grandparents were telling of the evil horse-bound humans slaughtering his ancestors and thinking it all lies. Pah!

G. Tingey said...

There are 3 "regulars" on our allotments.
Him, the BiG dog ("Father") who will only come to within about 1.5 ,etres & the usual vixen - who will come to 1 metre, at a run-to-pick-up-biscuit-&-run-away-again!

Watching their interaction with the two regular cats, down by the stream is very amusing - some sort of understanding has obviously been arrived at....