My father caught some foxes (noxious pests here) at it, took a pot shot with his pea rifle and missed. The foxes cleared off over a stony rise and were at it again when Dad came around the barrier, where he shot AT them again. He was getting on then and either his shooting had gone off or he was getting soft in his old age.

The only wildlife I see carrying on like this are harlequin bugs, which I give no quarter because the yard's full of the tomato-sucking critters already.

- Paul