Just look at the way the dog fox poses for the camera..
Just a few hours after our regular visitor, Limpy, showed up in the garden we were visited by two more foxes. A dog and a vixen in great condition – Just look at the way the dog fox poses for the camera!
Even though this is the time of year when foxes are pairing up and mating, I don’t think these are a breeding pair. They still look rather young and have very similar markings. So I think they’re siblings from last year’s litter from a den in the woods across the field from our house. It could also be possible that Limpy is their sister because all three foxes are occupying the same territory and must come across one another on a regular basis. Clearly all three foxes appear to be tolerating each other without conflict.
She’s still able to find sufficient food to survive…
I can’t tell you how happy I felt when I checked the memory card in my camera trap and discovered that the disabled fox which visited my garden back in June had once again returned to forage for food. “Limpy” as I had christened her looked thinner than she was in June. Thankfully she still appeared to be in reasonable condition and able to find sufficient food to survive. It’s the beginning of September now and there’s probably lots of food about at the moment. However, I think times will become more difficult for Limpy in the coming autumn and winter months. I’ll keep a watch out to see how she gets on.
This carnage need not have happened. Dog owners – Please keep your dog on a lead…
Last Saturday morning I was sitting down to eat my breakfast whilst watching TV and I heard what I thought was a loud bird call. It sounded a bit like a peacock call cut short mid-cry. I opened the window to find out if it was coming from my garden. The cry was really loud and I heard it two or three times more but I couldn’t see what was making the call. So I went upstairs to get a better view of the garden.
My house is on a narrow country lane which runs alongside my garden. When I looked out I saw that a dog had pinned a small deer on the side of the road and was biting and shaking it in a frenzied attack. I immediately ran downstairs and out into the road as fast as I could and sprinted up the road to chase the dog off. I found a small roe deer fawn which had what appeared to be abdominal injuries and cuts around its head. It was clearly in great stress. At that point a car approached down the hill so I stopped it and asked the driver to stay blocking the road to stop any other vehicles coming along and running the fawn over. I asked him to wait whilst I pulled my car up because I was going to take it to the local vet. The man helped me carry the fawn and place it gently in my car and I immediately drove off to the vet’s surgery which was only about a minutes drive away.
I parked up at the vets and ran inside to get assistance. It had only been around 5 minutes from the moment I first saw the dog to this point. There was a veterinary nurse on reception and the vet was in the office behind. I explained what had happened and asked them to come out to the car and attend to the injured fawn. They told me that they didn’t deal with wild animals and offered to destroy it for me. I was incredulous and explained that the poor creature was very traumatised and probably had serious internal injuries and needed immediate treatment. They still refused. So I asked them which other vets in the area could help and I’d go there. Begrudgingly they phoned another two local vets. One only dealt with pets and the other provided a service for farm animals. Neither would treat the fawn. I couldn’t believe what I was hearing.
I asked if they knew of an animal rescue centre anywhere close by. So they said there was a place in Cirencester, around 30 miles away – at least 45 minutes by car. The vet called the rescue centre to confirm they would take the fawn. So I went back to the car to set off. But before I did, I asked the vet one more time to please step outside to check the fawn to see if was possible to make it more comfortable for the journey – maybe to administer a sedative. Finally the vet deigned to come out to see the stricken animal. By this time I had been in the veterinary surgery for around 25 minutes trying to get some help for the fawn.
When I opened the car boot I found that the helpless fawn had just died. I was so angry. I picked up the dead fawn and turned to the vet. She could see the look in my eyes and said matter-of-factly, that it was probably the shock that had killed the fawn.
I don’t know whether the fawn would have survived had the vet treated it immediately, but I will never know. What made me the most cross was the fact that the vet was happy enough to treat domestic pets but couldn’t care less about a wild creature in extreme distress. Maybe she thought she wouldn’t get paid – I would gladly have paid the bill had she asked. I’m also angry that the dog owner, who was nowhere in sight, was so careless as to let a dog run free in the countryside. The field on the other side of the road was full of young lambs so the dog could easily have attacked them too.
If I ever find out who owns the dog, I don’t know what I’d say to them. But I would ask any dog owner who happens to read this to take care to keep their dog on a lead when in the countryside. This carnage need not have happened. When I went to bed that night I couldn’t get that awful screaming out of my mind. I can still hear it now.
I do hope she manages to survive to adulthood…
For several weeks we’ve been visited in the garden by a young fox with a pronounced limp. She (I think it’s a vixen) has an injured or deformed front leg which she holds off the ground and hops on three legs. I recorded this video back in June this year, and so far she appears to be able to find enough to eat to stay healthy. It looks like she is probably limited to feeding on insects and earthworms. Maybe she can occasionally catch small mammals. I do hope she manages to survive to adulthood. I’ll keep a watch out to see how she fares.
A Muntjac buck visited my garden…
A Muntjac buck visited my garden and spent some time grazing young leaves and grass. There are a few Muntjac around the area and I sometimes hear them barking at night. So it was great to find I had captured some close up video of a young male during daylight. It is early summer so it’s interesting to see his antlers just beginning to show from the growing points. They should achieve a length of around 10 cm when fully grown around the end of October. Towards the end of the video the deer comes close to the camera and you can see his prominent facial glands below the eyes. If I’m lucky this deer might return again throughout the next few weeks and it might be possible to see the progress of his antler growth.
I recorded a video of a magpie sunning itself..
I recorded a video of a magpie sunning itself. It fluffed up its breast feathers and crouched down into the grass whilst spreading its wings wide. This behaviour is well known but this is the first time I’ve seen it. When the magpie gets up after a few seconds it walks off with its beak wide open. It doesn’t appear to be panting so I’m not sure why it is adopting this posture. If anyone has a theory as to the significance of this behaviour I’d love to hear it.
A couple of weeks ago I took a walk along the River Severn footpath close to Oldbury-on-Severn. At this time of year the flood bank is normally dry and often grazed short by the cattle from the local farm. On this occasion I found a section which had not been touched by the cattle and was still deep and lush. There was lots of driftwood around the high tide mark and after a bit of scouting around I found this large weathered tree trunk and felt I could make a good image of it.