The Return of Mr Hedgehog

Today it was time for this season's premiere of The Return of Mr Hedgehog. At least I think he is a he, but perhaps he is a she, a Mrs, Ms or Miss - can't be sure and I don't think it's all that polite to try and have a look...

He has been returning to this house, this garden for about five years now. The first Spring/Summer Malte saw him he was really upset about the fact that there was a small, prickly being invading the garden without his gracious approval.

So to save garden peace rather than instigating frontier clashes, we had to make certain Mr Hedgehog couldn't get his more or less rotund corpus under the chickenwire gate.

So ever since Mr Hedgehog has lived his life outside the garden, and his food being served just outside the gate. Since we feel sort of guilty that his peaceful dwelling area a k a my garden no longer has any peace to offer his prickly little being, we always make sure he has fresh water and plenty of gourmetfood i e the very best cat food on the market. So he can build strength and size during the summers and have enough energy to last all winter while hibernating.

And today was this year's first visit. We were all very excited when we saw him pitter-patter along the passage to the garden. The cats made strange greeting noises, the dog I suspect was more annoyed than excited - and even more so when he realized that prickly being would get all that yummy catfood and not he. Very upsetting indeed.

But Mr Hedgehog was very pleased with both food and welcome and happily munched on the crispy nuggets, before heading back to his usual dwellings. Where ever that may be, since he's a bit of a recluse.

I'm very proud to be the gourmet-restaurant of Mr Hedgehog's choice.