Here in London there arn't too many creatures appart from the omnipresent rancid pigeons. I do however see at least two Zebra nearly every day (as I pass the Zoo!). Slightly off topic but I think I have identified a new 'urban sport'. It is basically fox hunting carried out on BMX bikes by little hoodrats in the London uniform of cheap sportswear shouting "'ere mate where'd e'go? 'E went dat way bruv" as the fox calmly trots out of the way.The fox having not been rasied from the cradle exclusively on KFC cigs and playstation easily outruns his hunters! The day I see the tables turn and the hunters become the prey will be a truly great one (and not entirely unlikely given how brazen the London foxes are these days)