I should have remembered,
that the sight of one fox cub
is unlikely to be where the matter ends.
The lone cub (called Scout) is the boldest sibling
of what always turns out to be
a big boisterous family.
as in previous years,
the vixen brought the rest of her brood out
from their den under the greenhouse,
to snack and sun themselves
on the decking.
Vigilant though their mother is,
they are surprisingly short-sighted
so the cubs scamper at my feet
if I remain very still
upwind of them.
There will be
digging and dozing.
Although this does not bode well
for the vegetable plot,