- In the early hours of the morning, the taste of toothpaste still in my mouth, we woke to the teeth jangling sound of a vixen calling for a mate from the pavement outside our house. She looked desperate and vulnerable, an unexplained noise down and to our left causing her to flinch repeatedly. Our daughter woke up thinking there was a ghoul at the end of the bed and called for me. We watched the fox together from her bedroom window. Houselights clicked on and our neighbours to the right must have eventually tired of the unearthly racket and opened their front door because the fox spun that way before turning tail and vanishing behind a fence. With my lack of nighttime wits I couldn't for the life of me work out what the thudding noise was that made her flinch, but my sleepy imagination conjured that her mate was being battered – that she was feeling the force of every stinging blow – wailing for her dying love.
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- In the early hours of the morning, the taste of toothpaste still in my mouth, we woke to the teeth jangling sound of a vixen calling for a mate from the pavement outside our house. She looked desperate and vulnerable, an unexplained noise down and to our left causing her to flinch repeatedly. Our daughter woke up thinking there was a ghoul at the end of the bed and called for me. We watched the fox together from her bedroom window. Houselights clicked on and our neighbours to the right must have eventually tired of the unearthly racket and opened their front door because the fox spun that way before turning tail and vanishing behind a fence. With my lack of nighttime wits I couldn't for the life of me work out what the thudding noise was that made her flinch, but my sleepy imagination conjured that her mate was being battered – that she was feeling the force of every stinging blow – wailing for her dying love.