Thursday, 24 January 2008
Foxing again with Robert Bucknell
It's always a pleasure to visit Robert. Quite apart from the copious amounts of tea and Mcvitie's plain chocolate digestives, we always find plenty to chat about, from the activities of the local poachers, to the regional accents of great tits, to the curious habits of foxes.
Today I was taking photos for our next issue, so we went out as the light was fading and I snapped away with this lovely sky for a background - perfect!
The last week or so has been the peak of the fox mating season - so if you've been woken up by eerie screams the past few nights, that's why. Cubs conceived now will be born in around 52 days time - around mid- to late-March. The vixen will stay in the den with the new cubs for the first week or two, while the dog fox (usually) will hunt and bring food to her.
The urge to mate was the downfall of four foxes shot by one of Robert's friends this morning. All dog foxes, they had come in search of a local vixen who was making her presence known.