Foxy Lady

London has a high population of urban red foxes. Some estimates put as many as 10K in the capital city. When coming home after dark, it is not uncommon to see one prowling around the neighborhood, looking for food. Foxes have even snuck into the Houses of Parliament, where one was found asleep on a filing cabinet. Another broke into the grounds of Buckingham Palace, reportedly killing some of Queen Elizabeth II's prized pink flamingos. One time, we went the park and there was a fox hanging out in the middle of the afternoon, just chilling. Totally not bothered by all the loud children and people around him. I was surprised at how bold he was.

Lately, we have had our own personal fox peeking into our garden every morning.

Here (s)he is on the back wall of our garden:


In the above photo, he was actually hanging out close to dinner time. So the kids were up to see him, and Kate was most intrigued. We have read a lot of Beatrix Potter books featuring the sly fox, and Kate thought he might be looking for Jemima Puddleduck in our very own backyard.