Beggars but not chosers
What was God’s plan? And how many bureaucrats got involved to put it into operation? I look at nature and see blood as well as beauty, and the dreadful struggle animals have in today’s world. It’s why, despite MacMog’s annoyance, I feed the foxes; we’ve taken their land and they’ve become paupers and beggars. Ma cousin lives in the north where the nouveau crass have shot most everything of fur and feather, leaving a surfeit of new pheasants and 4×4s. Nouveau crass want ma cousin to cut back her hedges which are harbouring some wildlife. She told them where to go. AttaGirl!
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I have had a fox living in my garden until recently. She had mange so i asked a Fox Welfare Charity for some medicine which I have been giving to her for three weeks. She hasn’t been under the conifer tree for three days now. It saddens me to think she may have just given up and died. I wish I could have done more for her.