Frizz

We have a lot of foxes around here. They used to be kinda scruffy and rather sorry looking and you only ever saw them at night. That seems to have all changed and now they are healthy looking, walk around during the day seemingly unafraid and at night hang out together. The other night I watched as five 'teenage' foxes played chase. Five is never a good number where friends are concerned, perhaps better than three, but even so. So one somehow got rejected and whilst the others went in one direction she slumped off on her own in another, and I felt kinda sorry for her, because we've all been there.