The first is rural. He’s quiet, and shy, and lives by hunting rabbits and pheasants. In my line of work, killing them is tricky. They steer clear of cage traps because they are terrified of anything that smells of man. But that trait also makes them unlikely to attack humans.
The second is the town fox, a far more dangerous beast. He was born among men, grew up among them, and survives by stealing waste from rubbish bins or eating litter dropped in the streets. You’ll often see him walking boldly around after dark, and if people are stupid enough to leave food out for him in their garden, he’ll happily take it.[/i]
When I lived in Edinburgh I saw urban foxes regularly. I'd often see one down near Comely Bank which waited for the Green Man to cross the road (I kid ye not - 1997 was the year!). The city foxes loved fast food and bins around a nearby KFC were haunted by urban foxes. I have seen urban foxes eating dogsh*t off pavements and once saw one with its nose wedged in a McD McMilkshake McSlurry Cup. These kind of foxes are rarely shot because the people in towns and cities with guns tend not to use them for keeping urban fox numbers down. The guns are mostly unlicensed and in the hands of criminals.
As for Dolphins killing for fun... Sixteen years ago I watched a pod of dolphins tossing a baby seal between them just off the rocks at Kintra beach on Islay.
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I filmed it too. There was a real grace about the whole thing. I also once saw a Giant Panda eating a little baby deer on the BBC about ten years back... I could no more look at a Giant Panda after that than I could bear to play my old Gary Glitter records again or get my Jim'll Fix It badge out and wear it...