What next?

Quiet Sunday.  OH out to meet London pal for a walk at an equidistant location. Just after breakfast spotted fox eating the bird food on the ground. Grabbed phone but it must have sensed movement and turned tail. So you've got a retreating fox. 
Took hound for walk, encountered neighbour who accompanied and chatted. Returned home, lunch for hound then finished my book.
Selected another from bookshelf choice.
Hav3 a lovely, safe evening.