Putting my foot in it

I’ve just kicked a hedgehog. Not on purpose, I’m not a hoodlum, but by accident. I was running out my house to put the bin out but just as I strode out the door a hedgehog ran out in front of me. It was too quick and too dark for me to notice before my foot smashed into my spikey little friend. As my foot began to bleed (that’s right, I didn’t have any socks or shoes on, who are you feeling sorry for now?) the hedgehog rolled down the garden path and rolled into a ball (see below). I watched over him for a while (from the kitchen window so as to not disturb him) as I was worried that he might be seriously injured. After lying still for a couple of minutes, it washed its little face and scuttled off into the night.

I wonder how many other people in the world have accidentally kicked a hedgehog with their naked foot whilst putting their bins out? Not many I’d vouch. Not many.

Dan