I haven’t seen a live hedgehog all year. Last summer, for almost a month, we had one who came every afternoon and fossicked for grubs and worms somewhere near the study window. She (he?) kept it up for about a month, then, suddenly … nothing. No more hedgehog.
This year, I’ve seen only road kill. Yesterday though, on volunteer duty at Fountains Abbey, I noticed something very un-pheasant like among all the pheasants cruising on a lawn near the Banqueting House. It was a hedgehog. She (he?) delighted me . Like most people, I take very kindly to these charming – and now endangered – creatures.