Judging by the noises coming out of my garden some nights I think the foxes are using it as a knocking shop, never mind a toilet.

Plus they keep leaving their used condoms everywhere...

No need to go to those lengths to find fox or badger poo - just borrow my dog for a day, if there's a patch of recent fox or badger poo anywhere within half a mile he'll find it and rub his face in it, many is the happy hour I've spent scrubbing his head clean with a yard brush and a hosepipe.

PS, wild animal poo REALLY stinks.

Oh I can so relate. Fox poo is usually green in colour too and very slimy. They say ketchup gets rid of the lingering smell but I've yet to put my precious ketchup all over my dogs

How many children have been savaged to death by cats?

Just askin'.

Depends where you're setting the bar for how big the cat can be.

Two of ours are rapacious: one only hunts in Spring but brings us endless quantities of May Bugs, the other is adept at catching and bringing home earthworms. All are alive when presented at my feet, the May Bugs get fed to the bearded dragons, the puffer fish love their earthworms.

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I have personally witnessed a pigeon get on the Piccadilly line at Hounslow West and travel to Hammersmith, standing by the doors and apparently ignoring them opening and closing at intervening stations.

Strange.

I mean, who'd want to go to Hammersmith?

It's how modern urban pigeons navigate.

Where once they used magnetic fields, now they just use the tube map.

Struggle a bit with it not being to scale, but then again they've only got brains the size of a thimble.

I know the answer to this, as i researched it for my Masters. It's when they need to take a dump so bad , they're too heavy to fly. Ealing and Acton are so full of shiitt they have to go somewhere with more space and underneath the flyover is ideal.

) have only a short pink stub instead of a tail. I read about it in the Evening Standard where a guy had observed such mice on the Victoria Line at Oxford Circus.
Not long after reading that I got quite excited when I spotted one at the Angel (I guessed it would have changed to the Northern Line at Kings Cross).
The question being, then, is this an evolutionary result and we are seeing a multiplication in stubby-tailed mice or just that they commonly get their tails accidentally amputated by leaving them on the rail or in some crevice between pieces of concrete or metal that closes up with the weight of the train when it goes by.

2. Again, relating to genuine underground-dwelling mice. They only come out at night-time. How do they know when night-time is? Circadian rythms? In mice that have never even seen daylight in their brief lives?

It's a puzzler.

Yes, i covered these subjects too.

1. The mice just found the price they were offered for their tails by Polish and Rumanian beef filler manufacturers too attractive to turn down.

2. No mystery. They get up when their alarm clocks go off, and they work nights cos there's no trains to run them over.

Hmm, well, I've seen them from as early as six in the evening, when there's still hours and hours before the trains knock off.
I guess they just have to risk it, to get in a full shift.

Those are mostly the mice on unpaid internships.

Now what was it that I asked about how many cats killed children?

All the dogs & cats in the world wouldn't have killed more children than politicians.

Maybe we should eradicate those bastads first?

A fair point.

But still doesn't answer the question.

I'd guess none. But it appears Sally Cinnamon has tortured and killed at least one cat.

How many have they saved?

I gave you the answer several pages back - it depends on how big the cat is.

There is a self-professed catkiller who lives down our street.
He drinks in my local.
I'm blase on the subject.

Not as many as mans most loyal friend i would guess

My arm is covered in scars. To be fair, my habit of making them do barrel rolls is partly to blame. I do have persistent injuries though.

They're house cats though. They only leave the house for vet visits, and their victim list only consists of any spiders that come down to ground level. When I first got them my door opened directly on to a main road and I wasn't letting them out there. When they're gone I'll likely do the same with the next lot.

Given enough time you could have invented a new breed, the barrel roll cat, don't laugh I'm serious, given time the pigeon fanciers in the north east invented "tumbler" pigeons which literally fall out of the sky for no apparent reason, they saw this as something funny to watch although it was usually fatal for the bird of course.

I'd buy one of the new barrel roll cats especially if that was its preferred method of getting around the house.