I first realised we had badgers roaming our city estate when returning home one autumnal night at about 10:00pm. What I thought was a ludicrously fat cat strolling across the road patently wasn’t when I wiped the rain from my glasses. We found ourselves feeding it or them by accident. That autumn a rather cheeky fox nonchalantly strolled passed us across the patio as we enjoyed an after-dinner cuppa. It looked like it could use a good meal, so we later obliged and were delighted the next morning to find the take-away tub cleaned out. A few days later I happened to be doing a spot of late night reading in the back room when I heard the tub being shuffled around… by a badger.
We believe we have two regular visitors, male and female adults, but admit to being a bit rusty at sexing badgers. In July 2020 a third appeared, a cub, probably about five months old since I’m reliably informed they tend to be born in February. Following badgerland.co.uk advice, we feed them a variety of vegetable and fruit offcuts, leftover rice, potatoes and wet pasta sometimes mixed with dog food or muesli. We don’t leave out water because we have a pond they can easily access. We have hunted around the area to find their sett but without success. Since our estate is surrounded by main roads, 0ur fear is that one day they will become roadkill.
I thought it might be time to mount a campaign for a ‘Beware; Badgers Crossing’ warning sign, but the local city badger group are reluctant to make the world and her predatory husband openly aware of their existence, which I get.