Fantastic Mr Fox

No sooner had I put out the food for my foxes and sat down on the sofa than I saw his picture come up on my phone. He must have been waiting for me to stop faffing. 

It was still only just light so grabbing the camera, changing the lens at speed I managed to furtively tiptoe to the small wall and peek round. No time to skulk I just had to go for it by whacking up my ISO to a staggering 32,000 as the flash gun would have put him right off. No flies on him though; he looked up and even though I was crouching behind a shrub only just peeking out we eyeballed each other. End of ....however he returned in no time but by then it was pitch black.