So our frequent visitor (see And Forgive Those Who Trespass Against Us from a few days ago) got done over by the fox. The last survivor from a group of four bantams who every day made the journey from the neighbouring farm, across the wall into the churchyard and then across the lane to our house to scrounge some cereal from the wife, failed to make it back to her friends and family in time for curfew the other evening. Really sad. Even the cat is a bit confused.
Our neighbour has had a terrible summer losing most of his chickens and geese to foxes. Time to purchase a pair of horses, red coats for the wife and I, a horn and some hounds!
