My Angry Hedgehog

My Angry Hedgehog desperately needed a stapler that they would often smash. This seems to be a fairly odd thought, to my children, but not to the Hedgehog, who considered that the idea was sublime. A stapler would be the thing that was selected.

My Angry Hedgehog looked for a teapot that they would sometimes embrace. It is a fairly original activity, to my grandma, but not to the Hedgehog, who expected it was simply life. Bizarrely, a teapot is the thing to opt for.

My Angry Hedgehog always carried a bottle of beer that they would occasionally put in the bath with him. It was considered to be a surprising thought, to you and me, but not to the Hedgehog, who expected that it was in fact, wonderous. Strangely, a bottle of beer is the item to select.

My Angry Hedgehog desperately needed a melon that they would occasionally insert somewhere. It would have been a fairly weird and wonderful action, to me and my children, but not to the Hedgehog, who expected it was epic. Strangely, a melon being the chosen thing.

My Angry Hedgehog searched for a teapot that they would sometimes put in the bath with him. This is certainly a fairly astonishing approach to life, to some, but not to the Hedgehog, who had decided that the idea was wonderous. A teapot was the item that was selected.

My Angry Hedgehog always kept a pencil sharpener that they would sleep with. It would have been a fairly peculiar thought, to me, but not to the Hedgehog, who felt that the idea was spectacular. Who would have thought, a pencil sharpener is the thing to select.