Yesterday, Mum took Murphy and I out for the day to meet Auntie Debbie and all her boys and girls for a walk near where they live. It was great fun running around in the woods with Fergus and Dougal ... until I was a bit naughty and didn't come back to Mum when she called me. I had gone into some trees to have an investigate and she couldn't see me, so I think she was a bit worried what I might be up to. Cheek!
Anyway, I had to go back on my flexi lead for the rest of the walk which wasn't too bad as I was quite puffed out by that point.
Later on after dinner we all settled down to watch the GB Bake Off final. I wanted the nice man from Scotland with the two big dogs to win - Murphy just wanted to see all the cake! He is a bit of a 'cake fiend', so when he realised there was none coming his way he wandered out to the kitchen and alerted us all to a stranger in the garden - it was another hedgehog! We've had three now in the last few weeks, and this one was the largest.
Murphy and I both woofed through the window and Mr Hedgehog hid behind the water butt.
Once again, Dad came to the rescue, put on some big gloves, rolled him into a bucket and took him down to the churchyard to be released. It was only at this point that I was allowed out of the house to inspect the garden for anymore, but found none.
Coffee and ice cream for the humans and our nightly biscuit chew helped us all to calm down after the excitement whilst we watched the end of the competition on the telly. (Mum was pleased as her favourite chap won!).
