Last night I was woken up at 5 by a someone trying to get in through the window. I fearlessly opened the curtains to find a fox on the window sill, digging up my window boxes. The cheeky blighter stared at me then hopped off to the end of the garden to moan for a while. Anyone know why on earth a fox would want to dig up my primroses?
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