Annieo
Loving Pet Owner
Hi Caiti!
They told me Betty is doing quite well, although it is not looking like she will ever grow any quills. She has grown a few, but they just fall out.
They said she still uses the snuggle sack we sent as well as hangs with her cuddle buddy. She lives a comfortable life with lots of visitors, but not with anyone else in her cage.
I figured the shipping on about 4 pounds. I stopped asking for donations once that goal was met (about $33). If there is a need for more, I'll ask again.
It can be quite pricey to ship to England.
Here is a sad, but sweet little poem one of the owners wrote:
I’M JUST A LITTLE HEDGEHOG
I’m just a little hedgehog, no one really cares,
Mum has to leave us tomorrow, but forever in her prayers,
She warned of all the dangers and told us all she knew,
But tomorrow came so quickly and mum has left us now.
I’m the smallest of the litter and last to leave the nest,
But I am going to show my mum, that I really was the best.
I’m going off exploring, to forage in the leaves.
I feel quite grown up now, to go where ever I please.
A sound I haven’t heard before makes me curl up in a ball.
I poke my nose out and sniff the air, My spikes will protect me if anything is there.
I walk away slowly not making much sound,
Still looking for food and water but none can be found.
I come to a pond, I’ve found water at last. But
I slip and fall in, it all happened so fast.
I bob up and down and start swimming around,
Never felt so happy, than when my feet touched the ground.
Life for a little hedgehog is not easy like I thought,
Wish I had listened to mum more now, when we were being taught.
Got a busy night ahead, finding food and building a nest,
But all I really want right now is to get warm and have a rest.
I dream of a garden, a bit wild and overgrown,
I’d live there forever and make it my home.
Food would be plenty and easy to find,
The perfect garden for me and my kind.
The garden I am in is not at all wild,
But shingle and wood, the rest seems to be tiled
I find a small hole, just big enough for me,
And climb through the fence and set myself free.
I’m in a place, much worse than the last,
Bright lights and noisy and moving so fast.
I wait by the side, not sure what to do
Just look in amazement at this strange view.
It all goes quiet and the darkness comes back,
The time has now come to cross this wide track
On my way over, it starts getting lighter,
I glance over my shoulder and see two lights getting brighter.
I stand very still but my teeth start to chatter,
Do I go back or carry on, or does it really matter.
I crouch down low, and shiver with fright,
This all happened on my very first night.
Written by John Garner of Foxy Lodge Wildlife Rescue
They told me Betty is doing quite well, although it is not looking like she will ever grow any quills. She has grown a few, but they just fall out.
They said she still uses the snuggle sack we sent as well as hangs with her cuddle buddy. She lives a comfortable life with lots of visitors, but not with anyone else in her cage.
I figured the shipping on about 4 pounds. I stopped asking for donations once that goal was met (about $33). If there is a need for more, I'll ask again.
It can be quite pricey to ship to England.Here is a sad, but sweet little poem one of the owners wrote:
I’M JUST A LITTLE HEDGEHOG
I’m just a little hedgehog, no one really cares,
Mum has to leave us tomorrow, but forever in her prayers,
She warned of all the dangers and told us all she knew,
But tomorrow came so quickly and mum has left us now.
I’m the smallest of the litter and last to leave the nest,
But I am going to show my mum, that I really was the best.
I’m going off exploring, to forage in the leaves.
I feel quite grown up now, to go where ever I please.
A sound I haven’t heard before makes me curl up in a ball.
I poke my nose out and sniff the air, My spikes will protect me if anything is there.
I walk away slowly not making much sound,
Still looking for food and water but none can be found.
I come to a pond, I’ve found water at last. But
I slip and fall in, it all happened so fast.
I bob up and down and start swimming around,
Never felt so happy, than when my feet touched the ground.
Life for a little hedgehog is not easy like I thought,
Wish I had listened to mum more now, when we were being taught.
Got a busy night ahead, finding food and building a nest,
But all I really want right now is to get warm and have a rest.
I dream of a garden, a bit wild and overgrown,
I’d live there forever and make it my home.
Food would be plenty and easy to find,
The perfect garden for me and my kind.
The garden I am in is not at all wild,
But shingle and wood, the rest seems to be tiled
I find a small hole, just big enough for me,
And climb through the fence and set myself free.
I’m in a place, much worse than the last,
Bright lights and noisy and moving so fast.
I wait by the side, not sure what to do
Just look in amazement at this strange view.
It all goes quiet and the darkness comes back,
The time has now come to cross this wide track
On my way over, it starts getting lighter,
I glance over my shoulder and see two lights getting brighter.
I stand very still but my teeth start to chatter,
Do I go back or carry on, or does it really matter.
I crouch down low, and shiver with fright,
This all happened on my very first night.
Written by John Garner of Foxy Lodge Wildlife Rescue
