I live on an estate and we have the Trent & Mersey canal running past the bottom of our garden, and a load of fields around us.
There is a fox famkly somewhere around - we know because a family a few doors away have fed him for years. Every night around seven in the evening, he wanders up their drive and waits for them to bring him his tea. If he is crossing the road and a car somes, he simply stops and looks at it, and waits for them to stop and look at him. Having esatablished territorial superiority, he saunters onwards either for tea, or back home.
Obviously he is 'trained' to be fed, but that's as far as he goes, and the estate population love to see him, and know he still has his 'wild' life as well.