The urban fox has had a bit of bad press in London recently. As a rule they don’t pose much of a threat to people. Humans on the other hand are historically rather harmful to pretty much most things.
Every now and again I glimpse a fox dashing about under the cover of darkness and am always taken aback by their ethereal qualities. I admit the mange-infested look isn't a crowd pleaser and their exceptionally aggressive mating noises are honestly quite repulsive, but for the most part they’re just going about their fox business like everybody else, trying to nut out an existence in this crazy time of economic downturns.
So this is for the urban fox – a highly adaptable creature living (generally undetected) amongst us.
