Never in my life have I seen a hedgehog. Have you?

On my morning feeding/cleaning rounds at the Wildlife Rehab Center, the last thing left was a glass tank covered entirely with a sheet, with a sign saying "Hedgehog -- Wear gloves!" Rather ominous compared to 19 darling, tweeting baby ducklings.

I put on thick gloves and advanced with trepidation, having no idea what I would find. Gingerly I lifted the lid, and saw a large lump under a roll of newspapers, covered with a navy hand- towel. I had no idea where to grab if I were to pick it up, so I started by slowly sliding the towel, pulling by it's furthest end. The thing burrowed beneath the papers started making a low, constant hissing type of noise like some kind of alien. I didn't know if it would have fangs or lash out to bite me or have long claws...

You gotta to be tough if you're going to mess with the animal kingdom, so I figured I'd pick up the papers with him in it, deliver the whole thing to the temporary tank and then see what I had... which I managed to do. I whipped off the papers and this was what I saw.


A white spiky ball, slighlty quivering. I didn't even know if this was IT -- it looked like some kind of spiny, poisonous sea urchin --or if this was it's back. IF it had a head or anything else, I had no idea where to look. I stood there for about 45 seconds, perplexed and suddenly, slowly the thing began to unfold.



The lady that runs the rehab place came over, having no idea I was in the dark and said, now how did he get stuck on his back. Looking at the footage now, I guess he was stuck, and his little motions were not just part of coming out of the ball, but to turn himself over.

Later, I saw him in his relaxes state, still like nothing I've ever seen but with a face, feet apparent and up right, doing something cute.



Hey, I'd never seen a opossum before last month either. It's funny how out of place a city girl can feel.