Getting my move on..
It was about 3 am and I was woken up by some commotion outside. Then, I felt the unmistakable rock of the boat and heard more banging about.
I was sure someone had boarded. My first thought was that they were stealing my bike.
The rocking continued as did the banging about so I got out of bed. Duckie was going mental. I have an attack cat I thought, how cool.
I left the lights out and went to the door and as quietly as possible I unlatched. Duckie was now by my side eagerly watching the door.
I swung the door open and came face to face with my intruder.
We stared at eachother for a stunned moment.
I quickly closed the door.
Our faces had been inches away from eachother and it was impossible to say who was more shocked.
Tentatively, I re-opened the door.
The intruder was still paralised and staring in the same way.
I was more calm this time and in the moments the door was open this second timeI noted many things.
He was beautiful and big. Much bigger than I'd imagined they'd be. He was also from what I could tell, very healthy. His eyes were bright, his coat a stunning and glossy red. His face and torso was full and fat.
I have just come face to face, with a fox.
Amazing.
Mental note, do not leave my bin bag on the back deck.
Fantastic piece Jacqui.