Last night I kept standing in the garden in total darkness, barking.
My barking usually makes my parents laugh because I have a silly high-pitched girly bark. Kind of embarrassing, as I'm getting big enough to have attitude, but I open my mouth and I go all David Beckham.
Anyway, last night I wasn't just making arf arf sounds. I was joining them up into one long boowoowoowoowoo. So Dad grabbed a torch and did the manly thing. And this is what I'd found:
I tried to nose it and got a shock. Funny, because I once had a plastic hedgehog squeaky toy and that freaked me out as well.
By the way, don't you think it typical that Dad grabbbed the torch and Mum grabbed the camera?