I was only joking about the air rifle. More like using an air guitar really - in the event, I actually just pointed my fingers at Mr Fox and shouted 'bang'. You will understand I was really that vexed and hopping mad at the time, I had to do something to release tension! Fox ran off - mission accomplished, I suppose. Anyway, I have now calmed down and propose to make a humane trap out of an old dog cage. If this is successful, I plan to release any foxes into the forestry next door in the hope that they can find their way back home. Chickens will be confined indoors until they can grace the table. If anyone will be eating them, we will!