Little hedgehog
Hedgehogs are very cute, don't look at this little thing all day long cringe, in fact, people quietly do not do less, such as catching caterpillars, catching snails, if the hunt is proper, you can also catch mice. Hedgehog is a very clever little thing, it is very good at replenishing its own nutrition, such as quietly around the tree at night to catch the monkey as a snack, climb up the date tree to shake some fresh dates down, and then roll on the ground, put them on the thorns one by one, and then go to their own nest and enjoy slowly with their families. This guy is stuffy and likes to be active at night, so it feels mysterious.
It is not said that it is a good friend of human beings, although it is more afraid of people, but it is still called a little fairy, do not believe, you put a blaze incense on it, it can bear it.
The little hedgehog is gentle and cute, gentle in temperament, shy and shy, very cute and afraid of people, so almost everyone likes, that is, its walking style of rolling all over the ground without a sense of existence on the ground makes people feel a sense of pity like a little pity, so many people have begun to raise hedgehogs and treat it as a pet. However, my association with hedgehogs was unintentional, and I did not mean to catch up with the fashion.
It is still related to the daughter.
We are close to the highway here, there are many vehicles, and because it is on the flank of the northern ring park, the hedgehogs often cross the road at night, so tragically, we often find the little hedgehogs that have been stabbed to death, and some of them have been crushed to the point that only a thin thorny skin is left, pitiful.
"Dad, I don't know what a hedgehog looks like." Every time my daughter saw it, she always had to talk about something similar. "I'd love to see that!" "Does it let hug?" "Who is the snake and it?"
"Let's hug it?" It's really hard to answer.
One day during the summer vacation, my daughter and wife crossed the road to the green belt on the north side to find the monkeys.
The daughter likes to know the monkeys, but instead of eating, she raises them – raise them one day, open the windows the next day to release them – and it's the monkeys that fly, and it's magpies that fly, which is a bit interesting. Children's hearts, who dares to say that there is no meaning in this?
Where there are people, there is greed, and the little monkey knows, because on the table, it has become a treasure of several people's wealth. Do you know what these people do? Riding a motorcycle, carrying a large pocket, and a small shovel in the basket. They found out that the monkey can really be called a ghost sweep, a night to run through the surrounding countless forest belts, feel that the harvest is less, but also dig a circle under the tree, the lurking "underground members" all net ... Sigh!
Little insects can cause such greed! What a sin!
The open ground is like a disemboweled belly, just so deserted there, not only greedy, but also inhumane, barbaric, destructive... Too much, don't say it, it's disappointing.
We crossed a few newly turned over the ground, encountered a few monkeys on the ground trees, and did not have the interest of reaching out to catch them, but just sighed and began to turn around and return.
"Oh, what, look, another one!" The daughter yelled.
The flashlight swept by, and a round ball hurriedly rolled over. I laughed, it's a hedgehog, it's foraging.
"It's so cute! It's so cute! The daughter sighed all the way.
"They're very afraid of people and don't seem to like being held." I quipped along.
"Why, we'll be nice to them."
"But there's someone else, look at the newly dug pits."
The daughter was silent, she thought of the fate of the monkeys, she must have thought of the hedgehog skins on the road, she must have hoped that these hedgehogs could hide as much as possible.
After a few days, I still took back a little hedgehog and fulfilled a wish for my daughter.
The two of us watched happily around the little one, and my daughter found a cardboard box to make a nest for him. But people don't like it, put it on the ground and slip away, specifically looking for the hutong slip, under the bed, under the sofa, in the kitchen, all tossed around - this is afraid of life, but also afraid of light.
It was late, it was time to go to bed, I put on my gloves, took a lot of effort to get it out, and put it in the box. Good fellow, from the moment you get in, it starts the rhythm of "escape". Keep scratching, crawling along the box again and again... The creaking sound made it impossible for the whole family to sleep.
After only an hour, my daughter urged me: "Daddy, send it home, it's so pitiful!" Its parents should be in a hurry! ”
The wife was more crisp: "Hurry up and send it out, it's okay to find something to do." ”
So in the middle of the night, I was like a weekly pickpocket, put on a coat, holding a cardboard box, carefully sending the baby downstairs, creeping all the way, afraid of alarming others, I don't know whose treasure I thought I stole.
Just crossed the road, the little guy couldn't stand it, the little paws were sticking out of the box, I was afraid to scratch my broken hand, so I had to crouch down and let it go - this guy, without even turning his head, farted and peed into the grass, and disappeared.
Good night, little hedgehog!
Maybe there is a fate, in the future we often see the little hedgehog, but each time it is only a distant blessing - people are children of heaven and earth, don't bother, this is also love.