My mother – who lives five miles from the center of Dublin – has a red fox Vulpes vulpes living at the end of her garden (much to the delight of her grandchildren). On the day these photos were taken, the little blighter emerged from the hedges around 9 am and stayed out sunning himself until six in the evening. According to my mother, he lets her enter the garden and walk about halfway down before he ups and leaves.
When I was in my teens I remember seeing foxes at the end of our road (where there was the River Dodder) and used to go out and watch them forage in the evening. They have only in the past four or five years moved up the road and other neighbors are reporting guests.
More photos below the fold.