
"Mr Fox? Are you ok?" We all would have thought that the probability of his not being okay was apparent, but Mum went on: " Are you asleep?" With that she nearer the Little Fox and confirmed that he was indeed not asleep, but dead. Two nights ago we had heard a most dreadful noise in the dark of the evening and we now wonder if it was Little Mr Fox challenging his father. We remember that one of the four cubs born in the Meadow last spring had very black ears - just like this little chap and he could well have been sent packing by the dominant fox as the Mr & Mrs Fox were establishing their territory for the forthcoming season. But when Dad came to bury him he said that he could see no visible wound. We were all a bit morbidly curious, but didn't get too close - just in case he was only sleeping! Gordon & Sylvia xx