Yesterday I spent most of the afternoon working in my mum's old front garden (totally wiped out today, ouch!) When weeding under the hydrangers, I came across this unfortunate little hedgehog, or rather, what's left of him/her. Must have been there quite a while, hidden away under the plants. Made me sad
Poor little thing. I have found birds and squirrels like this on occasion, it always makes me sad. I usually end up digging a hole right there and burying it.
In spring, I always seem to find the remnants of poor creatures that couldn't make it through the winter.Usually birds and bunnies. This morning, in our newspaper there was a story about a women who happened upon a poor dead armadillo in a parking lot. Armadillos are not from around here. This one apparently wandered way too far north. RIP little Hedgehog
Poor little soul it must have been too underweight to make it through to hibernation and died from the cold.
Netty, that's just what I did: after taking this picture, I dug a deep(ish) hole, first carefully laid the little scull in it, then filled it with the rest of the remains & covered it with soil. The hydrangers can now finish off recycling the tiny corpse, so in a strange way this hedgehog gets a second life. That's nice to know
