Fantastic Mr Fox
Millie had only one job to do that that was fox watch whilst I nipped next door to find out what I was missing on the telly. She deserted her post and a few minutes later when we returned all the food had disappeared. I was pretty miffed as I'd sat there eagerly awaiting his arrival for quite some time.
My luck was in though as he returned to clear up the scraps of turkey mince that he'd dropped in the grass. The low grumble of a growl followed by a few yapping barks behind me didn't deter Mr Fox who sauntered over the terrace checking it all out and then peered in the door. Too near and dark for me to photograph but as we were nose to nose almost it was just fantastic.
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