My mother is retrieved ..

I went out into the garden to see if I could catch a glimpse of Jack - but it was wet and miserable and only Pointy visited me. 

His face was damaged a little while ago - and seems to be completely healed now, thankfully.

Meanwhile a friend is going to bring a fox trap over tomorrow and we'll set it in the garden. There are so many foxes here I'm not sure what the chances of success are - I can't help but think that once the 'wrong' fox has been caught none of the others will be daft enough to go anywhere near it.

Poor Jack needs vet attention asap :(

I picked mum up from a few days in the care home and she's on remarkably good form - hoorah!