"She was running, running, running up the hill - and where was her white frilled cap? and her shawl? and her gown-and her petticoat?
"And how small she had grown- and how brown - and covered with prickles!
Why! Mrs. Tiggy-winkle was nothing but a HEDGEHOG!
We adore this story by Beatrix Potter, so in her honor we drew hedgehogs. I love the prickles on Charlotte's little critter.
There are days I too feel all prickly, just as I can I imagine a hedgehog would be, but today was not such a day. Sigh.
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I am prickly today.
I loved the drawing.
I love her hedgehog picture! I always thought it would be fun to have a pet hedgehog.
One of my favorite children's authors - Jan Brett- puts hedgehogs in most of her illusrations for her books. She also has a pet hedgehog.
Today isn't a prickly day, but I do get them once in a while.
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