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Very nice James. However, I think I can pip that.
The other night (at 2am to be exact) I was woken up by a terrific squealing, which I at first thought was a cat fight. Going downstairs into the kitchen, I found a fox there. It was by the back door, and our 3-legged 16-year-old cat was about 4ft away, sat down calmly watching it. I looked at the fox, he/she looked at me, and then lazily turned round and slowly squeezed itself back out the cat flap. This wasn't a baby fox either.