more bastarding wild animals

[thereyougothen]

i just looked out the window to see our fox trotting across the grass, then he turned and trotted back, cocked his leg and pissed on the little dump truck, and buggered off again.

that's the last time I say "aw cute" when i see him. bastard.

and there's no strawberries left either. bastards. plenty of rhubarb though.

(and I must mention to neighbour aka "pissed off of priestfield" about the very very early helicopter landing this morning, and see if he wants to complain)