Bedtime for Branston

Apparently not. He's still enjoying a mixture of my best steak mince and dried mealworms (crunchy!) every night. Although at the weekend he was joined by fox, again the first I've seen actually on the street. The fox, which was in excellent condition, took an interest in Branston, who did what hedgehogs do, so the fox decided to content himself with whatever scraps were around.