My Hungry Hedgehog

My Hungry Hedgehog desperately searched for a hat that they would worship. It should have been a fairly different approach to life, to me and my parents, but not to the Hedgehog, who had decided that this idea was breathtaking. You wouldnt have imagined, a hat would be the item that was chosen.

My Hungry Hedgehog desperately needed a cheese grater that they sometimes break. This could be considered a funny undertaking, to me and my parents, but not to the Hedgehog, who considered that this idea is miraculous. Who would have thought, a cheese grater was the thing that was selected.

My Hungry Hedgehog always carried a bag of poop that they liked to throw. It should have been an astonishing undertaking, to me, but not to the Hedgehog, who had come to the conclusion that this idea was wonderous. Strangely, a bag of poop is the thing to select.

My Hungry Hedgehog carried a painting of a melon that they would often put down their trousers. It is a weird and wonderful exercise, to many, but not to the Hedgehog, who expected that the idea was awe-inspring. Who would have thought, a painting of a melon was the item that was opted for.

My Hungry Hedgehog desperately craved for a sword that they liked to insert somewhere. One might find this to be a fairly funny thing to do, to me and my husband, but not to the Hedgehog, who feels that this idea is stunning. Who would have thought, a sword was the item that was selected.

My Hungry Hedgehog desperately wanted a bottle of wine that they sometimes try to balance on their head. One might consider this to be a fairly original approach to life, to some, but not to the Hedgehog, who thought that the idea was the most awesome idea. Strangely, a bottle of wine was the thing that was opted for.