26/1/10: Closer encounter

Broad daylight. 'Horseshoe' the Fox either wasn't paying attention or wasn't bothered. It came up the steps to the upper part of the garden without noticing that I was at the end of my big greenhouse. Ordinarily it would have stopped to assess the situation, but this time just carried on regardless, sniffing round the base of a fruit tree about 6 feet away. I followed it round the top of the garden, and it paid no attention even when I whistled. The Foxes herabouts tend to stop and at least look round if you do that. It disappeared over the wall into next door, barked, and slipped away.