When it used to troll along the top of the bank, about level with the top of Big Boy's head as he was having his alfresco cig, it would not turn a hair or even exchange a glance- it truly was King of the Hill!
In the dark of the night, as I sneak to the back of the Garage to try and catch it about its nightly activities all I can hear is loud crashing and crunching from the bushes on the bank.
It is so loud that I half expect a large tramp to fall out swearing loudly and rolling off to another location!
But it's him ( or her?). Not subtle and I have seen too many cheesy horror movies to hang about, I leave it to its noisy excavations.
In the morning we see that some large plant pots have been knocked over. Perhaps Badge was looking for juicy slugs ( there are loads by the pots) I hope he/she did not find our damp friendly frog that winters near there!
I photograph the scene of crime and replace the pots!
How did we not hear that?
It is weird to think we have a Lodger who it entirely nocturnal and somehow we are both as 'busy as bees' and co-existing! For now!
Jimmy the cat is still ok!
Apparently soon Badgers like to all simultaneously give birth! I might have to google!
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