This is the dog fox that visits the garden every night. He is easy to recognise as he is slimmer and looks longer-legged than his mate, although they are the same height shoulder to shoulder.
He also has a torn right ear and a slimmer face than the vixen.
I am sure he is a different animal from last year's dog who was greyer and was very relaxed - he regularly lay down to eat. This fox is wary as he approaches the food outside the back door, more concerned about other foxes and late dog-walkers than me or the house. He stops to look and scent the air before coming closer.
A few nights ago he turned up in the rain, looking very agitated and constantly looking around for danger. When he turned round I could see he had two fresh wounds under his chin.
Perhaps this was from a fight with a dog or another fox, or perhaps an injury from barbed wire, but he was certainly upset. He gobbled some biscuits for a few minutes and then trotted away.
Two nights later he was back to his normal self, with no sign of injury, and was happy to pose for a few portraits.
He certainly is a handsome devil, and I think he knows it.
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