I love the idea of having a hedgehog in the garden helping out with the slug problem, but not now as the clocks are about to go back.  I was very surprised to look up from the computer screen and see a small brown shape making it’s way across the front lawn.  I rushed out with my camera and it seemed happy to pose amongst the fallen cherry leaves while I snapped away, realising as I did so it was far to small to survive the winter.

Happily I remembered a hedgehog-themed conversation with a neighbour along the lane who rescues them, so having upended a plastic bucket over it I rushed in to telephone her.  Ten minutes later, it was calmly sitting in her hands prior to going off for a meal of cat food.  Having established, with delight, it was a female – apparently 80% of rescued hedgehogs are male – she was duly named Cherry, what else?

To my delight, I find that it is not considered ridiculous to knit things for hedgehogs ( I have had a few rather sarcastic questions about what sort of sweater I will be knitting for Higgins) as poorly or undernourished hedgehogs need little blankets to snuggle up in. So, another  project to put on the list, a woolly blanket for Cherry.  I wonder if she likes pink?

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