They love eating our chickens and they have some really weird mating calls and rituals. It's just starting again now, the dog runs around the village barking and the Vixen runs as fast as she can away from him! Add to the the horny badgers which chase each other round the garden at 4am making a god awful racket, and you can see the village is kept up quite a lot at night.
Their population has really exploded round here - not because of the hunting ban, but because the local estate breeds phesants for shooting. There are thousands of them, all completely stupid, so for the fox it's like walking into McDonalds for you and me - only it's phesant on the menu.
...love is just a camouflage for what resembles rage again...