Basil Versus the Fox – Round One

My territory is no longer my own. I am under attack. There is a fox; and admittedly it is young but already it’s at least four times my size.

The fox at our back door a couple of months ago (it's a lot bigger now).

The fox at our back door a couple of months ago (it’s a lot bigger now).

I am constantly on guard. I sleep by the back door, but intermittently. How can one rest when there is a large red impostor stalking my every move?

It gets worse. Jaq likes foxes, but at the same time she is petrified I will be eaten due to my rather delicate size, and now insists on taking me out on a lead at night – in my own garden. Oh, the shame.

This terrible state of affairs erupted a few days ago when the fox’s visits escalated. It was early afternoon when the fox was spotted at the end of the garden. I gave chase, as did Jaq, and there was much shouting and barking, and then only moments later yet another fox leapt over the fence. We are at war.

Last night, again suffering the humiliation of being put on a lead on my own land, the fox returned, its eyes glowing red in the dark.

Jaq threw a ball to warn it off and eventually it took the hint and left but both Jaq and I know this won’t be the end of it.

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