It was just such a priviledge to watch these wild animals, even ones that can be pests like foxes and pigeons.
Again last night, when I was out watering the garden, a pigeon landed on the fence, staring at the pond. It was obviously thirsty, but scared because I was there. I stood very still and after a while, it flew down, landing by the pond, looked at me for a while, before waddling round to the water's edge. It then took about six long drinks of water, nervously looking around between sips and then flew off again.
I love my pond!