This evening we ate roasted chicken with suitable accompaniments. Two hours later, I stripped as much remaining chicken meat from the carcass as I could. Then I put the stripped carcass and all remaining pieces out on the lawn. This has been my habit for years now.
In winter months, when darkness falls early, I never get to see the disappearance of the leftovers but tonight with summer evenings returning, I looked out and saw a wary dog fox patrolling the lawn, sniffing here and looking there. This was less than five minutes after I had taken the roasting tin outside.
I am sure he was a little nervous in case he was about to become the victim of a cunning trap in which a fresh cooked chicken carcass might in fact be bait. But he had no need to worry. Quick as a flash, he gripped the chicken in his jaws and ran off into the shrubbery with it.
Urban foxes are so clever, so opportunistic and their sense of smell must be so supreme that it is hard for we mere humans to imagine. To survive in a city cannot be easy for any of the creatures so I am always glad to help out. Besides, my disposal practice means that tonight's carcass did not end up in our household waste bin - thence to landfill or the council's massive waste incinerator.
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Over in Newfoundland, the Skote Outdoors couple - Matty and Kelly Clarke are now back on their island with a healthy baby boy that they have named Sonny Ray Clark. All is well but in the run up to the birth many online visitors - myself included - were anxious about possible complications with a home birth. Maybe we'll never get to know fully what happened last week as 9.5 pound Sonny Ray emerged from the happy place where he had been hiding.
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And before I sign off, here are three more images from my pre-match walk in Hull late on Friday afternoon.
A lone cyclist is heading towards me on the elevated riverside walkway.
John died in October 2016. I do not know for sure but I suspect that he took his own life hereabouts.
On Hessle Road - the traditional home area of Hull's fishing trawler families but that's all part of history now. Any idea what "Hullizza" might be selling?
I was thinking they served pizza and I was correct. Their website says: "Pizza, Burger, Fast Food"...
ReplyDeleteStarving foxes will eat pizzas with chicken & pineapple ; no self-respecting
ReplyDeleteItalian would consider such an abomination edible. A weird British invention.
Hullizza would not be my choice for a real pizza with anchovies & olives.
Let's hope that Sonny Ray Clarke is blissfully asleep and will have a good
life in Newfoundland. Having loving parents is the best start.
John Marris may well have taken his own life. We'll never know.
LIFE AFTER SUICIDE (2015). YouTube. Wellbeing Library.
I watched this BBC film a few evenings ago and learned much.
Very occasionally I'm glad when a winter's day is over. A good night's
sleep restores me.
Glad to know that big boy arrived safely and the see the proof. A lovely Mother's Day gift for the family.
ReplyDeleteWhat? We don't get to see your legs when putting out the scraps like we do Steve's?