So the foxes as starting to get into a routine, creatures of habit. I’m still not sure how many visitors we are getting each night , but I think it’s at least four different foxes.
One individual sticks out from the crowd and I’ve given her the name “peanuts”. Mainly because she makes straight for the peanuts first and hoovers them up.
I spent an hour and a half watching the foxes from the safety of my car parked on the other side of the road and it’s amazing just how unfazed by human movement these urban foxes have become. When a car passes the drive that simply freeze, check the coast is clear and carry on.