Hi darrenm - I live in Henley Drive too and love that we have a family of four cub foxes in residence (although could do without the 4am yowling and the state of the bin stores).
One of the four is a lot less timid than the others - he/she came right up to me on Sunday evening and had a sniff/nibble of my fingers, and then a sniff/nibble of my friend's shoe.
They look a bit skinny so wondered whether i should put out some dog food for them.
Big fat ones here, usually up and down Drummond Road (yes, I know, SE16). Until recently the most urban fox I had seen was a couple of years ago, it was crossing the Old Street roundabout and heading South. Then I saw one at Holborn...
I think I have mentioned this before, about the massive dead fox down Abbey street, it was not a road kill though, looking like it was asleep and someone had cut it's tail off..:-(
I used to feed the lovely little cubs in my garden, when the count got to about 17 different ages and sizes in the back gardens with the associating mess and smell I called it a day. There is still two large ones in my garden, one sleeps on the top of the overgrown honeysuckle and the other on a garden chair..
Mcqeen, it's probably best not to feed them, but if you want to, meat that a human would eat is best. Dog food isn't good for them. Don't let them see you leave it though. Habituated foxes are vulnerable to attacks from dickheads.
Thank you beetroot, I will bear that in mind. I always thought that dog food is fit for human consumption (or is that an urban myth?) and it's what vets recommend for feeding hedgehogs (not bread and milk)... But WHO KNOWS what they put in anything canned these days, so maybe I'll just get the foxes some cheap mince!
Judging by the pigeon feathers everywhere this morning, someone managed to grab some grub without any human assistance anyway!
I was leaning over the balcony outside of my front door last weekend, just after midnight, when I saw a fox trotting in my direction. I was initially concerned because I knew my cat, who only three months ago had to have her hip pinned to her spine after being hit by a car, was beneath me at the entrance to the flats. But then my concern moved to the fox as a hissing ball of fluff flew from out of the shadows, and the fox turned and high-tailed it out of there. Seconds later my other cat appeared by the side of the first one and joined in the show of strength.
This set my mind at ease concerning the worries I had about foxes attacking my cats. That is until this week my best pal told me he found a dead cat in his back garden which was actually chewed in half. He lives about 20 miles west of here, so maybe the foxes are bigger out there, or maybe the cat was injured.