My favourite fox picture

 This was one of the first pictures of the foxes in my garden when I started to feed them on a regular basis. This one soon cottoned on to me being a friend and would not harm it. I feed it when I go to bed in the evening it sits outside and waits for my room lights to go on, it then runs up to my window and sits waiting for to feed it. I throw the biscuits out and it will leap up in the air and try to catch them. I talk to it while it eats and I often get a response in the form of a whimper or grunt. It picks out all its favourites and leaves the rest for his family to come along later and clear them up. Perhaps one day I will be able to stroke and make a fuss of him.