Her Square Hedgehog

Her Square Hedgehog desperately needed a crown that they would occasionally play with. One might consider this to be a fairly weird approach to life, to my children, but not to the Hedgehog, who considered it would be fun. Who would have thought, a crown would be the item that was selected.

Her Square Hedgehog wanted a set square that they liked to put on his head. One might say this is a fairly unusual approach to life, to my dad, but not to the Hedgehog, who had decided that this idea was entertaining. Who would have thought, a set square would be the item that was opted for.

Her Square Hedgehog needed a cheese grater that they would occasionally rub on his belly. One might say this is an unusual activity, to my mum, but not to the Hedgehog, who had come to the conclusion that it was in fact, miraculous. Remarkably, a cheese grater would be the item that was chosen.

Her Square Hedgehog desperately looked for a bag of poop that they liked to eat. It should be a bizarre proposal, to my grandma, but not to the Hedgehog, who assumed that this idea is awe-inspring. You wouldnt have thought, a bag of poop would be the chosen thing.

Her Square Hedgehog desperately needed a porno magazine that they liked to cuddle. It was a different exercise, to me and my parents, but not to the Hedgehog, who feels it was wonderous. You wouldnt have thought, a porno magazine being the chosen item.

Her Square Hedgehog looked for a bottle of beer that they sometimes demolish. It might be a strange idea, to me, my mum and my dad, but not to the Hedgehog, who felt it was epic. You wouldnt have imagined, a bottle of beer being the chosen item.