Monday, 13 April 2009
The knock surprised me.
It was late evening and I wasn't expecting anyone. I even contemplated ignoring it as my husband wasn't yet home from work.
I certainly wasn't expecting this sight:
Well, of course he couldn't be expected to find his keys with his hands full of hedgehog! I unlocked the door, instructed him to "wait there!", and turned to run for my camera.
"He was in the middle of the road," my husband explained once I got back. "I had to pick him up to avoid driving over him."
I was so busy admiring our beautiful new guest that it took me a moment to ask the obvious question: "Hang on - you drove holding him?"
Updated because I should have said: this happened last year (I just found the photo again) and we released him into the woods behind our house, where I hope he's enjoying his hedgehoggy life.