Dear Readers, you might remember that I was getting a new side door, and was worried about the impact on the foxes that pop in every night. Fortunately I have a trail camera, so I was able to track what was happening. The door went in on 25th February, and all we had that evening was cats, like Cosmo the cat-poodle above.

Just cats on the 26th February, including this tabby who is currently sitting next to the pond and playing whack-a-mole with the poor frogs.

But who is this on the 27th?

Yes, the foxes are back, having found a new route into the garden. I remember a talk that I attended about urban foxes during lockdown, which explained that they have excellent three-dimensional maps of their territories, and so it appears. It took these foxes just two days to work out how to get to a food source. Very impressive. And what a relief!