Today we had a little visitor in the garden, snuffling amongst the leaves next to a hosepipe:
Jolly good for the garden, hedgehogs, as they enjoy a diet of slugs and other such pests.
They’re so useful, in fact, that people have been known to steal them.
I remember an occasion in my childhood (a time that was filled with hedgehogs, in my memory) when I was playing in the garden with a chum who lived up the street. After playing at mine we went up to her house and told her dad about a hedgehog we’d seen in my garden. He asked us to show it to him, so we took him back to mine.
On being shown the hedgehog, he promptly pinched it and took it back to his own garden in the hope that it would eat his slugs. My mum wasn’t too pleased.