You guys! Yesterday afternoon I was sitting down to a mug of cold medicine (this deserves its own post) when what did I spy with my little eye on the garage roof of the house opposite? A FOX. A WILD WILD FOX.
As it peered into the second floor window overlooking the garage it was all I could do to contain myself. Was it admiring their curtains? Plotting a savage attack? Looking in on their afternoon tea?
We will never know, but gosh if it wasn’t exciting.