I read today on the BBC that a man in New Zealand is being charged for using a hedgehog as a weapon. He threw the wee thing about 16 feet to hit a young man with whom he must have had some problem.
Weird.
Another weird thing... Last night I woke up to the strangest noise. It was a squeaking screaming barking kind of thing. I asked Byron if he knew what we were hearing and he said, "It's a hedgehog, " followed by, "Charlotte!! Cut it out! Leave it alone! Charlotte!"
So I have this Jack Russell (Charlotte) that feels compelled to protect our garden from hedgehogs. Terrific. I wish she would just leave them alone. They are cute and harmless (though I hear you can contract dread diseases from them) and I don't know why the dog has developed such a strong dislike for them.
Our night guard rescues them from her. He scoops them up and tosses them over the hedge in an effort to help them escape the crazed terrier. I hope they find refuge on that side.
(Photo taken by Jesse last summer here in TZ)
