My Foxes

 

My foxes are now visiting me every night for their supper. Often they are sitting outside my window waiting for my room light to switch on.

This one is Sue named after a friend who recently passed away. She loved foxes.

I talk to them through my open window and they are quite happy to sit and listen.

Sue would rather sit, she appears to enjoy my company and will often stay after all the food has gone and just enjoy my company. 

Waiting for supper

This is my favourite fox, I call her Sue in memory of a good friend who looked after us when we visited our local Costa coffee shop. It is a lovely animal, waits outside my window and I talk to her. She will sit quietly while I photograph her.

Here she is saying thankyou with a biscuit in her mouth. She is only about 1 metre from me and often will just come and sit for company. She comes to visit me every evening so saving me a lot of energy walking on my 86year old legs.
 

Red Fox

In my younger days when I was more active I used to visit places that were not frequented by humans and animals did not fear you. I often found that sitting quietly in a secluded spot a wild animal would approach because it did not know what you were. This has happened several times during my long life.

This picture is of a young fox that had probably never seen a man before. It was less than a metre away before it turned and ran. This sort of thing has happened many times to me.
 

Badgers

I am trying to encourage the badgers back into my garden. They used to join the foxes for a evening meal. Since a neighbour got himself a bad tempered dog they have stayed away.

This was in a friends garden on his patio. It was  a friendly animal and came within a metre of me, and totally ignored me.

This was on our local nature reserve when I lived in Horsham. They were quite used to camera flash.

 This one was the surprise of my life. Sitting quietly in a wood one evening hoping to catch a barn owl when this badger appeared in front of my camera.

Wonderful break but disaster.

I had a wonderful break on Hayling Island with a couple of good friends. I had never been looked after so well. Walking is getting harder each day so they got a wheelchair for me so I could get involved in everything. My only failure was my photography. An electrical fault which I managed to rectify but too late to use meant no pictures. The annoying thing was I had left a lot of spares behind so not to burden my friends car. But on returning home the foxes gave me a lovely welcome and its all back to normal now.