The Ethics Of A Cross-Species, Non-Interventionist Foreign Policy.

Or, to put it another way;

The Foxes desperately want to be domesticated. Like all those smarmy cats and dogs.

As I think I've mentioned. There is a Fox den in, technically, one of my neighbours gardens. In Fox terms this is, I think, considered something of a mansion.

As the only Chickens Foxes are going to find in this area come in a paper bucket. My main concern has been for the Foxes to establish a durable lineage. In order to deter Rats and avoiding screeching turf wars.

In my garden there is an out-building with a toilet in it. As, apparently, it's still 1953 in Britain.

This out-building has proved useful in teaching many generations of Foxes that they are not allowed to cross human thresholds. A lesson that is often aided by; "The Wacky Stick." As in the stick with which they are whacked.

This past summer was really hot and really dry. So I took to taking the grey water produced from cleaning the house and dumping it out on the grass. Not to make the grass grow, just to protect the soil.

That had the side-effect of enabling the Foxes to forage in the wet soil for worms. Just as they do after it rains.

So I'm pretty sure this current generation of Foxes are now convinced I'm God.

As summer has given way to autumn this out-building has become even more attractive to the Foxes. So they've taken to deliberately sh'tting outside the door. As if to say;

"We promise to learn how to use the toilet. If you let us inside the warm building."

From this, along with other observed behaviours. I'm noticed that, at least, one of them has picked up a nasty case of intestinal worms. Probably from eating dog sh't.

Leaving me the ethical problem of whether to treat them, I've not no idea how. Or just watch them as they suffer. Rather than risk domesticating them further.

Which is just one example of what the Taliban's Intelligence units could be struggling to break multiple rings of bespoke encryption to read about, in Emoji form.

Or, you know. Have you heard the rumour that maybe Miley Cyrus menstruates?! 

Also. 

Based on my casual observations. A lot of Foxes co-parent.

The Mama Fox certainly spends the first few months of their lives teaching her Kits how to fend for themselves. They then leave them.

That's not to say they abandon them. They methodically check in on the nursery from time-to-time. To check on how they're doing.

So, to me. That isn't a story about Kate Beckinsale adopting a cute, orphan fox.

https://www.dailymail.co.uk/tvshowbiz/article-11031297/Kate-Beckinsale-says-touched-peoples-kindness-really-hard-week.html

That's the start of a story about how Kate Beckinsale ended up getting bitten by an angry Mama Fox.