Foxes

rsued by cat. Scene two, ten seconds later, cat dashes across the lawn from right to left pursued by squirrel. To judge from the increase in the number of squirrels in our area recently, I imagine that the word went out on the squirrel street after that: “hey, those big animals with the long tails that we’re all so scared of? Well, they’re pussycats.”]

Are we going to see foxes ambling around Oxford Street soon, mingling with the shoppers? It wouldn’t take long for foxes to descend in the esteem of us city-dwellers to the level of large rats – a process the squirrels are already undergoing. Which suggests that what the hunting crowd should be doing is releasing loads of foxes into cities in the dead of night. The anti-hunting brigade would soon see their support plummet.