Wednesday, January 14, 2009

Foxy

I've seen 3 urban foxes in the last two days - one trotting out of Victoria Park at 6.30am, one slinking past the fire station in Bethnal Green at 6.45pm, one at 10.30 pm running through the estate.

What does it mean?




Foxy, originally uploaded by Slaminsky.

11 comments:

Tim F said...

It means Otis Ferry and his inbred chums don't live round your manor.

Betty said...

It means that people's bins are overflowing with all sorts of fox friendly edibles ... because this is 2009 and this is a side effect of local councils' "new, improved" refuse collection service, don't you know.

Anonymous said...

It does actually mean something - when you're in contact with wildlife like that it means something - I checked with a shayman friend.. it means "to be patient".

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David said...

It means that they're up to something....

...something Foxy...

Del said...

As cunning as a fox who's just been made Professor of Cunning at Oxford University.

One time, I was at a friend's flat watching horror movies into the early hours. We finished with Dog Soldiers, a great British werewolf movie. I left at about 4am, pitch black, freezing cold. As I walked onto the road, a fox ran straight at me. I nearly passed a kidney.

Istvanski said...

It means more and more city revellers are chucking their unfinished £1.99 chicken and chips meals into the gutters instead of disposing them properly.

Anonymous said...

It means that all you foxy types are drawn to each other...

I once saw a weasel going into Manchester University but no-one believed me - sigh...

Actually I hope my first theory is wrong (Slaminsky = foxy, Emma = weasely - boo!)

Annie said...

Tim - oh, Otis. Your dad's coolness did not rub off on you.

Betty - but but but - they weren't scavenging the bins - they were trotting around with a look of purpose...

Sar, I didn't know you knew a Shaman! Is it Naboo from the Mighty Boosh? I like that link, and will quote a bit here:

'Fox speaks of the need to develop the art of camouflage, invisibility and shape shifting. It is agile, skilled and unpredictable. Fox teaches us to slip out of unpleasant situations quietly and unnoticed...'

Greavsie, most definitely. Country folk don't like them but city people like to see them.

Del - LOL! Little tinker, it did it to freak you out.

Istvanski, maybe the council should pay them for disposing of litter.

Aw, thanks Em. 'A weasel going into Manchester University'... only you... You are not weasly! You are definitely a fox.

Rad said...

They're becoming more confident in our environment. There's so much food laying around it's easy pickings for em. I predict a time when they become a major pest in the urban environment. Which is a great shame because not only will there have to be a cull, but all those chinless inbred wonders from the countryside alliance will start going on about how right they were. CnutS!

Anonymous said...

They're all carrying switch blades, these days, so they don't give a care

Anonymous said...

I've just remembered another urban fox story... according to my Dad, foxes were spotted travelling on the tube, and apparently they all got off at Euston (I think there was a bit more to the story but my memory has been dulled owing to the distraction of reaching for large pinches of salt...)