Ugh…UGH…UGH!

Yesterday, I was minding my own business, looking into the sunny sunny garden when I saw a little hedgehog in the middle of our lawn. I realised that hedgehogs are generally nocturnal, and this one must have been dazzled by the glorious sun, and made the confused desicion to come out and bask, even though hedgehogs cant get a tan. I decided to be a good little girl and shoo it into the trees just in case it got sun-burnt. So out I skipped merrily out, but then I saw a bunch of flies and grossness, and then to my horror realised poor little hedgehog HAD HALF ITS FACE MISSING! It had no eye, no skin…made me gag it was so disgusting.
“Poor little thing” I thought “Cat must have got it or something”

But that isn’t the end of this tale of horror and woe, oh no.
I was looking at it out of a kind of morbid fascination…when I realised to my utter disgust, horror and…well a bit more disgust really, it was still breathing.
Yes
breathing
Then…then…it got up and started walking towards me!

For anyone who doesn’t know I have issues with dead things coming alive. I know most people do, but I mean like on tv and stuff when you think someone is dead and then they grab someones hand or something. Freaks me out, completely and utterly. If you’re dead, you’re dead. (having said that I don’t really mind zombie films)

So I ran, as fast as my stubby little legs would carry me, back to the safety of my kitchen. I was a little bit stumped at what to do, I couldn’t just leave it there, wondering around in an agonising sense of limbo until the flies ate it alive, but equally I didn’t really know how to kill it. Also I was meant to be leaving to go and do my psychology A-level any minute. Luckily my dad arrived and I could quickly pass the buck to him and run away. I should get conditional marks for the disturbance.

Luckily however, I wasn’t disturbed enough that I couldn’t think straight to do my Psychology AS, even though I did make a few blonde mistakes, like writing a theory of forgetting, when the question asked for a theory of memory (Kind of ironic…) or writing a theory of obedience when it asked for a study. Luckily enough I noticed these dumb mistakes and was able to quickly rectify them.
One subject down, only another 3 to go…

Lots of Love
Kat
xxx
(RIP Mr hedgehog)