Foxes

The recent story of a baby who was attacked by a fox in Londonis just too awful to comprehend and one of the most frightening experiences that reminds us that wild animals do not follow a human protocol of what is right or wrong, they follow their instinct and whichever instinct led this fox to attack, be it hunger or fear,  will always be there. It also brought back the memory of a close encounter in our London home.

It was a warm summer’s evening and our baby son was asleep in his cot with the sash window open about 15 cm at the bottom (sorry I am no good at the inch conversion). I was in the lounge and I heard a comotion in our bathroom and a few seconds later saw a fox running past the lounge window. We had a small alley way between the fence and our house. I ran through to the bathroom and thankfully the bathroom door was closed but on opening the door, I saw the footprints in the bath and the toiletries had been knocked over. The bathroom window had been wide open to help get a breeze through the house and this must have in turn closed the bathroom door.

All sorts of thoughts ran through my head but the main one was ‘what would have happened if the fox had managed to get into our son’s room?’ and then had to stop myself from thinking this as it was not worth thinking about. I wasn’t surprised to hear that other people have had close encounters similar to ours but I did feel so for the baby and their family and hope that they have a speedy recovery. I didn’t allow the windows to be open at the bottom very much for fear of another unwanted visitor.