I have always been fascinated by hedgehogs since, as a child in 1980s Italy, I used to watch them pop along and eat from the same bowl as our cat Michi. Michela was a feisty, stubborn, grey and white lady with plenty of sass and lust for life; I still remember her puzzled and unimpressed reception when, in the evenings, she often used to find herself having to share her beloved Kitekat (the most popular cat food brand at the time) with a strange and prickly unexpected guest.
The years passed but my passion remained, alongside many other species – but this is another story which will require a whole new blog.
Fast forward to 2017 UK, my curiosity was reignited by some strange droppings I had been finding on our lawn; was it a cat? Was it a bird? Was it a plane? Time to find out!
I got in touch with Jayne at my local hog rescue, The Happy Hedgehog Rescue in Yateley; she soon confirmed that what I had was hog poo, and could I please help them by leaving a shallow dish of water and supplementary food out – meaty cat biscuits are best, never feed milk, bread, fruit, mealworms, or peanuts as these can make hogs very ill.