Something caught my eye as I looked out of the conservatory window. There was a fox sitting next to the strawberry patch. On seeing my movement it vanished in the blink of an eye. I then noticed another fox on the other side - curled up tightly in a ball. I tapped the window and it sleepily lifted its head. We looked into each others eyes for a time and then aware of possible danger it took to its heels and run into the shrubs for cover.
I have a love/hate relationship with foxes ever since one mauled and killed my hen Peppercorn. For just a brief moment today I gave this one the benefit of the doubt.