Looking For Ice

Looking for the ice house at Mortonhall, Mr Flum noticed a fox crossing the field (on the other side of the fence). 

I found it interesting that none of the horses in the field took any notice of it, nor did any of the dogs which were out on the footpath a small field away. We watched as the fox ambled round then turned and headed back, then into the next field towards that busy footpath (see extra photo 1).

From the same viewpoint I then turned attention to the ice house, which, we realised, we have seen before.  That is extra photo 2