Most evenings for the past couple of months we have been entertained by the fox cubs playing in our garden. A couple of days ago, early in the morning, I found a dead cub in the corner of the garden, near the gap where they came in. Don't know if he did the right thing, DH dug a deep hole and buried it, covering the area with a large piece of metal mesh. The cub is buried next to our cat who died a couple of years ago.
That's all.