Each morning I get a pint of milk delivered by the milkman (one of those quaint British institutions that is still holding on), and on Saturdays I get six eggs delivered as well.
The problem I’ve been encountering is that some mornings I find the egg box torn open and one or two of the eggs eaten.
I’m not sure what I should do about this. At the moment I’ve taken the altruistic (or maybe lazy) stance of leaving the foxes to it (if even is a fox). I can spare a few of the eggs, and they seem to like them. Maybe I should get a couple of live chickens delivered as well.


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