My Weary Hedgehog

My Weary Hedgehog desperately needed a hat that they would occasionally try to nail to the wall. It should have been a new idea, to my children, but not to the Hedgehog, who had come to the conclusion it would be wonderful. A hat being the chosen item.

My Weary Hedgehog desperately wanted a piece of paper that they sometimes demolish. It would be a fairly funny proposal, to most, but not to the Hedgehog, who expected that the idea was wonderous. Honestly, a piece of paper would be the thing that was selected.

My Weary Hedgehog wanted a bottle of beer that they would sometimes try to balance on their head. It would be an original activity, to some, but not to the Hedgehog, who considered that this idea was exciting. Who would have thought, a bottle of beer was the thing that was chosen.

My Weary Hedgehog had a little monkey that they would watch for 10 minutes every morning. It should be a fairly funny undertaking, to me, my mum and my dad, but not to the Hedgehog, who expected it would be fun. A little monkey was the thing that was selected.

My Weary Hedgehog craved for a set of lego that they would often put down their trousers. This could be considered a bizarre thing to do, to everybody you know, but not to the Hedgehog, who considered that the idea was sublime. A set of lego would be the thing that was opted for.

My Weary Hedgehog owned a cucumber to rub on his belly. It should have been a new thing to do, to me and my wife, but not to the Hedgehog, who assumed that this idea was entertaining. You wouldnt have thought, a cucumber would be the chosen thing.