They don't stay forever.

Our local family were proper lairy c**ts. Would sit beside my car door and not move even when I shouted at it and threatened it with a stick. Just growled.

I got in the other side of the car. I know, bottle job, but a fox bite is a bite from a filthy and wild animal, regardless of its suburban abode, and would have necessitated a hospital visit and cocktail of horrible jabs just to be on the safe side.

One day they were everywhere; the next they were gone and never came back.