Just back from the cliffs ...

... and as usual, the only Maidencombe resident abroad at this hour (1 am ish) ... all foxes identified (by their individual mannerisms usually as in poor light it's difficult to make out features such as muzzle length, scars, coats, colouring and other markings) ... two foxes at the first 'check' and two quite timid foxes in the first meadow - they lay, flattened to the ground - one so careful that it averted its eyes from my LED head torch, which is a very wise manoeuvre ... (how did I know it was there? Easy, foxes invariably rush forward as soon as they see me moving away and a quick turn and sweep of the head torch will reveal their presence) ... on along the cliff path and a 'regular' hove into view round a bend in the path. A vixen, lying on the ground with her front paws folded under her (like a cat) demonstrating her complete confidence (wild animals never trust humans) in our approach. Her companion, probably a dog fox was some way off, observing. Back on to the lane and two foxes appeared, running towards us. They had missed their slot at one of the checkpoints and were anxious to get a meal. Nearby were houses and if any resident had happened to look out of their window, they would have seen something quite unusual - a dark figure standing in the middle of the road (with orange street lighting) and a collie cross dog sitting untethered, alongside and two foxes running towards them. Up the hill and two pairs of greenish eyes watched our progress from high up in the woods. A call and they ran towards us for a scrap of chicken which they snatched and ran off with. No 'Jackal' but he came and took food by hand the previous night and ate well, so I didn't really expect to see him tonight. Not filming at present, I'll wait until it gets colder - better opportunities when the animals are hungrier.