blink and you miss it ….

 …… I missed it - Anniemay didn’t.

This is the wall at the end of our courtyard.  About halfway up there’s a darkish hole/gap in the vegetation.   

Anniemay’s looking though the window and gives a yelp/shriek/ girlie-type sound of amazement.  “There’s a small grey hairy face looking at me ….”  

It’s not exactly David Attenborough and by the time I get there it’s gone, what ever it was.  

I satisfy myself that she’s not overdone her meds and she describes it in more detail.  Especially the bit about pointy ears. 

Given that I saw and blipped a fox on top of the wall a few weeks ago it’s most likely a fox cub.  And a very young one at that.  She’s disappointed that I missed it. So am I.