Well I never, a baby Hedgehog has come to our garden and we are all so excited, we haven't seen Hogs for ages and wondered if their decline was a lack of food? But it appears not to be so, as only last week Momma found a big Hog in the Hebe, routing about for worms.
But todays Hog is a baby Hog and he was so cute. Lillibet saw him first and came and told me all about this strange prickly thing that was routing about our gravel outside the CatPod. Momma thought he looked a bit peckish and really he shouldn't be awake during the day, so she made him supper of OUR CAT MEAT!!! He happily munched on a packet of our best food and race off for a nap in the bushes ready for his night time adventures, more befitting of a Hog!
Of course, I complained that the baby Hog was getting OUR NOMS and spent the next 10mins YAWPING at the top of my lungs to make sure everyone knew how hard done by I was at not having my own Noms on a tiny plate! I made low Yawping noises that made me sound like a stud cat in full call. I made the roof of the CatPod vibrate with the severity of it and the darn right cheek of Momma feeding baby Hogs IN FRONT OF ME! Not only this happened, but the Parentals had beef for Sunday lunch and I didn't get a taste of that either! A phone call to cat line is in order here, soon there will be hundreds of Hogs roaming our garden, all lined up waiting for our NOMS!
I heard that in North Uist and other Outer Hebridean islands that Hedgehogs are a threat wading bird populations as they eat their eggs and they were once eradicated from the Islands but are making a return again.... well, perhaps this is what is happening here, they will come and take over our NOMS!
I wonder, is this why the Scots have a 'Hogmanay' Festival? A festival for Many Hogs?