This morning came with an unwelcome surprise ... foxes! They didn't get into the yard, but they made a grand effort. Crazy Dog went nuts about 5:30 am - she has a special, wild bark for "Fox Alert" and she was in full voice. DD let her out into the yard, where she did her usual 3-point fence check (places where the little buggers got in before) and ran the perimeter before she settled and returned. A half hour later, she sounded off again. DD went out with her to the back fence, Not twenty feet away, three foxes stared back at her, not even flinching with a human right there and CD going nuts. When DS came down to see what all the fuss was about, he told me that the big fox has been ON TOP OF THE GARAGE ROOF! It's time to put in electric fence (which I really can't afford, right now ... thanks Covid) and take down the tree they must be climbing to get up there. I also told DS that, if he EVER sees the little b%^%%ds on the roof again ... I want PICTURES!