As I grew up in Hertfordshire the term, "Charlie", in reference to the sighting of a fox, was something which came with the territory. Apparently there had been a Victorian (?) politician - Charles Fox, who's wit and cunning had earned a huge reputation, thus, foxes were called "charlies" in his honour.
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| Bird bath to the fore, the aviary mesh to the rear - a young vixen in the back garden. |
Looking through the kitchen door, mid morning, I was pleasantly surprised to see this young vixen (carrying her rear left leg and looking rather poorly) sniffing around in the garden. Such a shame that Emily wasn't on hand to witness the event but, as Bev commented, there will be plenty more opportunities.
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