Fantastic Mr Fox

I met a fox tonight in Mr Blogs garden.

This cheeky thing strolled right past us along the street, bold as brass and plonked itself down like it owned the place. After a minute or two The Wonder Dog woke up to the threat and saw him off the premises quick sticks!

He was last seen showing a clean pair of heels to a cat who was in hot pursuit!

What is it with these city foxes? They'll be hanging about in bars next.