People who feed urban foxes.
At 3am this morning I was running (ok trundling) barefoot down our street in my nightdress, armed with an umbrella, driving 2 urban foxes off the neighbour's cat they had cornered in our front garden. They were hunting in a pincer movement.
The noise was indescribable.
Luckily they ran, leaving me trying to catch a hysterical cat to check for injuries.
Unluckily, it limped off, but I think I know where it lives, so can find out how it is.
There's a woman down our street who leaves out bread and milk for hedgehogs (doesn't that upset their stomachs?)
Dogfood for foxes (the fox population is exploding)
And cat food for cats (none of whom are strays, so they all get fed at home)
So really the silly mare is actually feeding the foxes twice; tinned food and live prey.
And I got so little sleep (adrenalin, exercise and sheer anger) that my fasting BG is now 11 (usually 6.5 ish) and I got about 3 hrs sleep.
So I'm taking today as annual leave and will spend half if it asleep.