Imagine our shock realising we were not alone. Not so much house-share but garden-share. Bold as brass, a red, bushy-tailed invader strutted around our garden as if he owned the joint!
Resourceful, maybe, but we couldn't see how he got there, our garden being closed off with high fences. I watched him leap up onto a garage roof though, acting as king of the castle - passing through?
His lair was well-hidden, two entrances, each under a shrub.
Thank you Internet. The successful solution was a pint of pee. That pissed off Mr Fox, who pissed off!
D.M. over 8 years ago
some solutions cost so little!
Frenchie over 8 years ago
hahahahaha... good one. I will remember this if I need it.
T. Willemann over 8 years ago
Ahh..., nature vs. nature! Great drabble.
Neville Hunt over 8 years ago
Thanks..but apparently it must be pee of the male variety, Frenchie. It's apparently territorial stuff and nature's testosteronic hierarchy!
Neville Hunt over 8 years ago
Thanks Thomas. I applied the solution to the fox holes I discovered, but apparently, another good way is to relieve yourself all along your boundary. All that enclosed then becomes a 'no-go' area for the fox.