Today I got my phoneline back. I still have a landline, which I apprecaite that not everyone uses, as I get a good deal on calls to other landlines. However for the last few days it’s not been working. It had started crackling when we had some bad weather recently and proceeded to get worse as time went on. In the end it just stopped working properly. I could call the phone but upon answering it died straight away. I had a look outside and noticed that the cable protecting the line into the house had been knawed at, probably by some of the local urban foxes. They had managed to totally break through the outer casing leaving it exposed to the elements. Thankfully my phone provider repairs this sort of issue free of charge and the line is now crystal clear.
No, I’m not moving, despite the meaning of the phrase. However I have quite literally been pulling up sticks. These ones formed the animal deterrent by being stuck en masse into the new flowerbed I created towards the end of last summer. They seem to have done a fairly good job and there’s only been a couple of times where I’ve seen evidence of some digging. The flowers and plants are now establishing themselves and I’m hoping with that with the area having been difficult to walk though, that the foxes and squirrels continue to leave it alone.
There was more snow overnight but once it had stopped it was clearly play time for others. I’m not an expect on who’s prints these are, but given the visitors I know I have to the garden they are likely to be either squirrels or foxes. Given the foxes often come out and play at night and the number of them I’m leaning towards them rather than the squirrels, but whatever they were, they were clearly having a lot of fun.