It started one Sunday morning when Mr H asked me why one of my shoes was in the garden, a favourite shoe I might add! I pointed out that no matter how mad he thinks I am, I wouldn't leave one shoe in the garden. (it wasn't a spell to bring me more pretty shoes either) When I picked it up it had been chewed to death. Broken. Ruined. Dead.
I asked the cat if he knew anything about it, but he just closed his eyes and looked the other way. Its not the sort of thing he would do anyway, so he was off the hook. It had to be the foxes breaking in through the cat flap. We thought it was a random, one off attack. The next day, my all ready chewed shoe was hanging out the cat flap, and so began the foxes reign of vandalism.
Over the past 2 - 3 weeks (despite investing in a fox repeller which clearly doesn't work) they have destroyed crops of potatoes, beetroots, parsnips, cucumbers, green beans, spinach, carrots, artichokes and salad leaves. They have decimated the lavender, pansies, and sunflowers. We are heartbroken.
Finally, to add insult to injury, not content with their destruction, they also pooed in the conservatory!
They have also dug a hole, its massive. According to some information they are trying to make a den. Wonderful, no longer visiting vandals but house mates!
The garden before Foxstrike
If any of you out there know any good ways of getting rid of foxes, please let me know!
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