A fine bushy tailed specimen sits on the roof of the kids Wendy house some mornings so we can admire him while we have breakfast. Another one sometimes watches me whilst I practice shit wheelies up and down the road. He looks as bemused as everyone else. However the kids have been told not to approach them, they are still unpredictable wild animals.
We have starlings in the loft too which are making a right racket at the moment but it’s great having them there. When we have the loft converted later this year the builders have been instructed to box their nest in from the inside so they can still use it.
I find the whole foxes/badgers/whatever are a pest argument pathetic when you consider what the human race has done to the planet. Get over yourselves.