No need to bite my head off!

I don't know if this constitutes vulpine chastisement or foreplay - or perhaps a weird mix of the two!

This evening Mrs F had done her standard sniff all round the roof routine before stretching out for a little nap. This was Mr F's cue to wander over from his dozing spot and proceed to quite vigorously chew both her ears and the top of her head for several minutes. I imagine there was actually some form of grooming going on, but in any event she seemed happy enough to lay there and let him get on with it!