RIP Mr Pickles

Mr Pickles, our resident hedgehog, was already quite ill when we picked him up and transferred him to the local hedgehog sanctuary (a one-woman-and-her-tiny-backroom-hedgehog hospital, shame about that UKIP poster on the gate though...). Mr Pickles didn't make it through the night, too dehydrated. But we know a new, younger one, has taken his place already because he managed to get himself caught in our rodent trap on the patio one night. RIP Mr Pickles -- you were a welcome guest in our garden.