“I don’t just play ball with kids. This place is surrounded by foxes. Here i am on constant patrol and alert.
Just the word FOX kicks in my adrenalin.
I make lots of noise and chase (at least for as long as they choose to run)
My boss jokes I look like one – even though I don’t. They are bigger, uglier, fiercer, scarier.
I only do it for the hens. No I don’t – I cannot stand scavengers, especially the precocious and spoiled Henrietta.
I do it for the extra supper ;-)”