The Vixen Eating for Two or three maybe in winter Snow on the river Dodder


When the time comes will visiting photographers please be be polite to curious passers bye who are also interested in the wildlife.

The Dodder Vixen exploring her river-bank in early November sunshine.


The Cub now confident enough to appear on the riverbank.

Many of the earlier images were taken with a Nikon D7000 and 80 x 200 ED lens.
22nd  August. Just above the weir. A loud squeal alerted us this evening.


Dodder River Rat Bites Heron. A hot dinner fights back!

The greedy Heron took on a big Rat which fought back tenaciously biting and hanging on to a vulnerable spot. It was the size of a well fed cat.


Adult Rat swings off  Heron.


Injured Heron Loses Rat.

The Heron then droped it into the water and a probable escape.


Angry Heron  attacks the rat again.

The heron quickly recovered and followed in pursuit down the weir to grab it again.
You’d think the rat was hanging on for dear life?  He almost made it to the wall, almost.
Another view of the Greedy heron incident by wildlife photographer Ray Beggan.
Ray Beggan’s  shot of this incident.

On the Dodder the mother duck seems to lose at least one of her clutch daily to the Heron and other predators.
Sunday 10 July. The last surviving duckling is trapped below Rathfarnham weir.



The mother duck flies up over the weir, The duckling repeatedly tries to follow and calls.
Now exhausted and alone on the far side of the river, it my be taken by a predator in the next few hours.


Monday  11 July. The mother duck is back below the weir but alone.


It’s I Phones out as appreciative walkers spot the Vixen with her Cubs on the opposite river-bank. The river’s flow here may change but it’s width is constant.


Fox Cub poses


Times Up, Vixen   breaks up photo shoot

Fox_cub_sm   River_Dodder
This riverside regular wonders what all the fuss is about.

They are growing quickly.
At the rear of the den.
The pups quickly settle down for an orderly lunch.


The Vixen shelters from the hail-storm to watch photographers getting drowned.

Late evening. Ollie the Otter
While the Dippers were further down the river I quickly grabbed  rubbish from the top of the weir (The weir is the backdrop to many wildlife shots)  I was then rewarded in the evening with seeing Ollie the  Otter.

The otter descending a steep bank to enter the river.


Otter surfaced briefly.


Quietly watching photographers who are looking in the other direction.

The heron.

Ratty. Catching it is the easy bit.


The Dodder Heron fussily tenderises and then drowns a rat before swallowing it.

Mole and Badger had the kettle on. I wonder If the Heron is partial to Toad.
In The “Wind In The willows” we are told how particular they were in whom
they spoke to.
I can’t imagine that they have many friends.


The greedy Heron takes up a few eels and a few more.


Greed is indeed very ugly.


Exposure settings are complicated When two quite different birds fill the frame.

The heron displays ruffled feathers for the Cormorant.

The Cormorant ignored the Heron when he hops onto a rock and ruffles his plumage.


The Heron just looks the other way when the Cormorant performs. Apparently the Cormorant kills and injures more fish that it can eat.  Understandably the fishermen are not particularly pleased to see them.














The Kingfisher prefers to hunt from branches just above the water.

More  Kingfisher pics on the Kingfisher page.


The Heron. Deep powerful strokes keep this rather large bird airborne

A playful fox slips into the River Dodder.

A playful but careless fox slips into the River.

Welcome back brother.

Welcome back brother.


Dodder Foxes

Foxes fight over the ball.

The waiting Fox and Swan pose nicely for me. Together but apart  on The River Dodder



The Swan needs to know what’s on the water and under the water.


She even goes down for a closer look and perhaps an angry  peck.


Up pops the Mandarin Duck.


“Don’t drink our water” says the Swan “It’s a precious resource”



The swans were fed regularly and they appeared to gang up on the fox when he went after some of the bread on his side of the river.


The Fox’s frustration. He bites through a branch

fox cub demonstrates his bite
I think they got the message or have they seen it all before?


On a cold winters day people found it difficult to feed the swans and ignore the little Fox.


‘That’s my spot’ says the Swan.


The Cormorant poses for the photographer.


The Local swan is wondering  What’s so special about the Cormorant.


Lunch break at the Dodder. Don’t show the sandwich bag unless you intend to share


The Little Grebe lives on the plentiful supply of minnows and even some sticklebacks.


A lucky capture as the Mandarin duck nearly lands on top of me.



The Duck is pursued by a Water-spaniel.


A guilty look.

Swan avoids dog

The swan escapes.

exercise at the Dodder weir.

What me?

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