Last night upon returning from taking the babysitter home, I walked into my garden to find a large, brown critter in the center of my patio. My heart plummeted. For a split second I thought General Rat had returned...and grown! "MWC!!" I squealed as calmly as I could.
Then I noticed the tail, or lack thereof. Huge sigh of relief. So while I waited for MWC to come "rescue" me I worked on my nonchalance. "Come look at this cool hedgehog," I calmly said as he FINALLY came outside. (I'd have died of a heart attack had it been a rat so fast was my knight in shining armor!)
Mr. HH had waddled over to the side of the patio by now. I could just imagine him thinking,"if I stay very, very still, she won't see me." But he was wrong, and I did. MWC stood guard while I ran and got the camera.
As we came into the house, MWC asked me suspiciously, "so did you call me to see the cute hedgehog or to rescue you from a rat?" And men say they can't read their wives minds!
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