I didn’t put the camera out last night.After what happened yesterday, I just couldn’t face it. I didn’t want to see any more footage of Felicity and her cubs moving through the garden like it was theirs alone. Not after watching her catch one of the Cyrils.
This morning she turned up for breakfast as usual. I didn’t feed her. She waited for nearly an hour, then left. An hour later she came back and tried again. I still didn’t feed her. She eventually gave up and left.It felt mean. It still feels mean. But I keep reminding myself — all my wildlife was here first. The birds, the squirrels, the Littlies… they had a safe place before she arrived.
I started feeding her so she wouldn’t need to hunt in my garden, but she did it anyway.So I’ve stopped.
I’ve topped up the Littlies’ feeders and given the pigeon station one quick fill this morning. That’s it for now. I don’t want the garden full of casually roaming animals while she (or her cubs) are still coming around looking for easy meals.I’m not angry at her for being a fox. I’m just sad that one of my Cyrils is gone, and I don’t want it to happen again.Be a fox elsewhere, Felicity.
Not in my garden.I hope in time she moves on and finds somewhere else to take her cubs. And I hope the remaining Cyrils, the Littlies, the Walters and everyone else can feel a little safer again.This wasn’t an easy decision. But it feels like the right one for now.
Felicity's body count so far this year = 2 Walters and 1 Cyril (that I know about).
No more.
This morning she turned up for breakfast as usual. I didn’t feed her. She waited for nearly an hour, then left. An hour later she came back and tried again. I still didn’t feed her. She eventually gave up and left.It felt mean. It still feels mean. But I keep reminding myself — all my wildlife was here first. The birds, the squirrels, the Littlies… they had a safe place before she arrived.
I started feeding her so she wouldn’t need to hunt in my garden, but she did it anyway.So I’ve stopped.
I’ve topped up the Littlies’ feeders and given the pigeon station one quick fill this morning. That’s it for now. I don’t want the garden full of casually roaming animals while she (or her cubs) are still coming around looking for easy meals.I’m not angry at her for being a fox. I’m just sad that one of my Cyrils is gone, and I don’t want it to happen again.Be a fox elsewhere, Felicity.
Not in my garden.I hope in time she moves on and finds somewhere else to take her cubs. And I hope the remaining Cyrils, the Littlies, the Walters and everyone else can feel a little safer again.This wasn’t an easy decision. But it feels like the right one for now.
Felicity's body count so far this year = 2 Walters and 1 Cyril (that I know about).
No more.
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