Its that time of year again.

The dogs, Bonnie and Clyde, have been going mad outside.
Every time they go out in the evening they start barking. After some time I decided to investigate and had a wander with the big torch. Once I had got away from the house I could hear another dog barking. We are surrounded by fields here so who would be out at night with a dog ?
No good will come of this ! but as usual I was wrong. In the field behind the stables I spied the culprit in the beam of my torch. The most handsom dog fox you have ever seen. After a while he trotted off turning occasionally to check me out.
This happens every year but it always catches me out.