Ever had one of those days where you get up an then out of the blue you have a full day.
My friend mentioned on my Camping Forum she had to come to Herne Bay to deliver a hedgehog –yes a hedgehog.
She is involved with African Hedgehogs. They are here as pets and they can be so neglected so she rescues them and fosters them
The rescue was founded by Colin Bradbury in 2009 in light of his foresight that it would soon become a very real need due to the increased popularity of our spiney friends. However, the rescue truly belongs to the hedgehog community as a whole and relies on the generosity of its supporters to keep functioning. We believe that its important for our existence to continue to ensure that our actions do not adversely effect the already stressed rescue centers out there, especially the native hog rescues who are already under a lot of pressure and in most cases not familiar with exotic hedgehog care. We strive to ensure that we always have the best interests of the animals we love so much at the centre of our thoughts. If we can manage the unfortunate hogs that are in need of help within the community then we shall go a long way to helping the breed and the future of exotic pet hedgehogs in the UK.
So we messaged and arrange to meet in the Harvester. This we did and I met the sweetest little Hedgehog mind you it was like stroking a scrubbing brush.
Viv rescue the poor thing and she was in a very bad way. She fostered her and bought her back to good health and found her a forever home her in Herne Bay.
Viv already has one of her own and has had so many pass through her home as she nurses them back to health.
She writes a diary for them and she wrote this.
Hello everybody, it’s me again, Bracken, with some exciting news. Tomorrow I’m going to my new home by the seaside. A lot has happened since I spoke to you last; I should have told you before now.
Four weeks ago my new mum, Collette, and her son Tyler came to visit me. They stayed overnight so Collette could give me my medicine and see how good I am at taking it. Well, I am now because I have only one lot to take, but I have to admit I was a bit naughty that time and ended up wearing some of it. Not for the first time though, it’s one of my little tricks. I quite like the one I have to take now, Loxicom (it’s like Metacam) so I’ll be a good girl. I was a bit naughty before I had my medicine as well because I did a big wee while I was sitting on Collette’s knee. At least that’s what she told everyone as she rushed off to change her jeans. We animals get the blame for everything.
My foster mum and my new mum agreed with the rescue that I could move to my new home when my vet was happy with me. He told my foster mum to stop giving me Tramadol then if I was still ok to try stopping the Loxicom . Stopping the Tramadol was alright, I felt fine, ate all my food and played my favourite game of walking round my playpen with a toilet roll tube stuck on my head (or wobbling in my case), but when she stopped the Loxicom I didn’t feel so good. I didn’t eat much and I didn’t want to play. So now we know what I need for the moment.
The vet has recommended a vet who he knows near my new home and he’s going to tell him all about me. I’m going to visit the new one soon so he can meet me and see how good I look now that I have spines and I’m not scabby. My bendy legs are because I have something called spondylitis. That won’t get better but my meds stop it from hurting me. You can see how good I’m looking in the photo although Mum said she’s sorry the photo’s a bit fuzzy. She took lots but I’m so excited I just can’t stay still. I know you’ve seen the other photo before, the one of me when I came into the rescue. I couldn’t open my eyes properly and I was very frightened and sad. It was easy taking photos then because I hardly moved at all.
I’m very excited about going to my new home but I’m a bit sad at leaving here. My foster mum will come and visit me and my new mum can come back here to visit and maybe she’ll bring me with her so I can see my friends Kat, Lexi and Hartley (if Hartley hasn’t escaped by then). I’m going to come back for my holidays in August.
I hope I’ll be allowed to use the computer in my new home so I can tell you all about it. Must go and pack my things now so I’ll be all ready for tomorrow. Bracken x
Viv popped him in a carrier with a heat pad underneath as they must live at 22C as if they get cold the might hibernate and they are not made for that so they die. I have learnt so much today about these sweet creatures.
So there we were sitting in the Harvester with this little cage and the baby asleep.
Collette, and her son Tyler joined us with their carry bag and they already have a little hedgehog so they have two now and we had a chat until we had to go as Collette had to go and fee some horses. so we bid farewell and went shopping and that was the day gone.
Well it was different. I have seen something new today.
When i got home I had the sad news of the passing of a Mesowarrior. His Wife Pat messaged me. “My husband David died of Mesothelioma this week aged 71. He was ill for 18 months! Another life taken too soon!
Im really so sad as Pat has always been there encouraging me even though her husband was so ill.
Peace, my heart, let the time for the parting be sweet.
Let it not be a death but completeness.
Let love melt into memory and pain into songs.
Let the flight through the sky end in the folding of the wings over the nest.
Let the last touch of your hands be gentle like the flower of the night.
Stand still, O Beautiful End, for a moment, and say your last words in silence.
I bow to you and hold up my lamp to light you on your way.