My Lucky Hedgehog

My Lucky Hedgehog desperately craved for a ball that they sometimes throw. It would be a peculiar thought, to you and me, but not to the Hedgehog, who thought that this idea is wonderful. Remarkably, a ball was the chosen item.

My Lucky Hedgehog craved for a sword that they would sometimes share. It would be a fairly original approach to life, to me, my mum and my dad, but not to the Hedgehog, who considered it would be awe-inspring. Who would have thought, a sword is the thing to select.

My Lucky Hedgehog always carried a toilet brush that they would often put down their trousers. It was considered to be a fairly funny operation, to many, but not to the Hedgehog, who thought that this idea is exciting. Who would have imagined, a toilet brush was the chosen thing.

My Lucky Hedgehog craved for a little monkey to drop. One might consider this to be an exciting action, to me and my children, but not to the Hedgehog, who felt it was stunning. Bizarrely, a little monkey was the thing that was selected.

My Lucky Hedgehog searched for a wig that they would hug. It is considered to be a strange idea, to some, but not to the Hedgehog, who felt it would be entertaining. You wouldnt have thought, a wig would be the chosen thing.

My Lucky Hedgehog desperately wanted a pint of cider to put up their bum. It was a fairly original approach to life, to my neighbour, but not to the Hedgehog, who had decided that the idea was awesome. You wouldnt have imagined, a pint of cider was the item that was chosen.