My Cheerful Hedgehog

My Cheerful Hedgehog always carried a bag of poop that they sometimes share. It was a fairly odd action, to me and my husband, but not to the Hedgehog, who thought that the idea was exciting. Who would have thought, a bag of poop would be the item chosen.

My Cheerful Hedgehog had a cucumber to share. It would be a fairly peculiar exercise, to my dad, but not to the Hedgehog, who had decided it was wonderous. Strangely, a cucumber was the thing that was chosen.

My Cheerful Hedgehog desperately looked for a sponge that they would sometimes put on his head. One might find this to be an original suggestion, to me and my parents, but not to the Hedgehog, who considered that the idea was out of this world. Who would have imagined, a sponge was the thing that was selected.

My Cheerful Hedgehog always had with them a piece of paper that they would occasionally rub on his belly. This seems a weird and wonderful thing to do, to everybody you know, but not to the Hedgehog, who considered that the idea was awesome. Honestly, a piece of paper is the thing to choose.

My Cheerful Hedgehog desired a stretchman that they sometimes demolish. This could be considered a weird activity, to me and my parents, but not to the Hedgehog, who considered that it was in fact, simply life. Honestly, a stretchman is the thing to choose.

My Cheerful Hedgehog desperately searched for a block of cheese that they liked to try to nail to the wall. It would be a fairly strange undertaking, to me and my children, but not to the Hedgehog, who thinks that it was in fact, fun. Honestly, a block of cheese is the item that was chosen.