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the pig deliberately throws out tasty morsels to attract squirrels for an early morning gossip. The cats spend all day long waiting to charge out through the cat-flap after them, but always to no avail.When I first saw the jay, it startled and flew up

for the Gardeners' World blog wildlife caption competition. How about...Buster: "Get me out of here."Frog: "No, let me in, there are cats out here."What do you think?

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tasty had somehow got wedged in it. I've cleared out plenty of chicken bones from our gutters over the years, dropped there, I think, by crows who have raided gardens where titbits have been left out for cats or foxes.Then it was the jays, three of them

's as high as a squirrel's eye hereabouts.I have to admit that we've been feeding the squirrels recently. My five-year-old delights in chucking out walnuts and peanuts through the cat flap. This has had the side effect that the squirrels have become rather

the glass, expecting to find one of our cats, and one of the neighbours', head to head, tail and hackles up, bleating at each other in top voice, but can't see anything. So I step outside and am met with a caterwauling that could break breeze blocks. I can

of wildlife down there. The Rye is a tad bigger than my back garden, so I can usually find something different.The first thing we see is a fox, loitering about the 'cat house'. As we reach the impenetrable front garden I can hear it walking about in the deep

dung is a bit messy because it is so runny. Sheep and deer dung is tough and fibrous. Cat and dog dung can be a bit ripe, but fox dung is, to my mind, the most difficult on the nose.Nevertheless, I always take the opportunity to examine what the fox has

in them. Never enough to cause a problem by them coming indoors, but enough to occasionally catch a startled rodent face looking up at me as I dump out the next consignment of banana skins and potato peelings. It gives the cats something to chase other

with sunbathing beasts: shieldbugs, spiders, ladybirds, bees, and two cats nestled in at the bottom. The newts have returned to the pond too; four of them were swimming about in there. These are the regular denizens of my garden, but two unusual visitors were a