Happen to be in Bath near Victoria park in a quite urban area on Thursday eve. It was 8.30 pm still and cold and whilst walking down the road heard a vixen repeatedly calling in the valley below me, she was travelling quite quickly. He calls were being echoed by another vixen further up the valley. I doubt she was more than 100 yds away.
Clearly fox love life is on the boil.
Havent been out foxing for two weeks now, ground too wet but at least duck pond is now full and wheat is going.
Merry Xmas to you all.