The death of 300...

It started again, the dead hedgehogs. Every year, many are killed. First the adults, then the young ones that show up. "Are you still alive", I said as I turned the hedgehog over; a little leg sticks out. I tapped it. No sound came out. When it dies, the fleas and vermin jump off it, 300 or more...

_{Prompt: see title
7-5-2026
Entry to the contest: 300 characters about today
The photo was taken by me. This is nature at work.}