Strimmed hedgehog

Please have a read of this post from Emma; she does a wonderful job of helping some of these poorly hedgehogs and there’s a lot of useful information in her other posts too! 🙂


The sound of people people using a strimmer sets my teeth on edge. I hate them! They do so much damage to wildlife including hedgehogs, frogs and toads.

This is the story of Holly and her journey to recovery from a terrible strimmer wound. She was found at the end of July with her head sliced open, underneath a Holly bush. You can see from the pictures where the strimmer blade has cut deep into her head.

Holly is lucky – a few mm closer and the blade would have entered her skull.

When Holly was found, it was Summer and flies had laid eggs in the wound and hatched into maggots. These had to be painstakingly removed one by one and then the wound washed out with antimicrobial wound treatment and saline.

strimmer-injury-1 You can see where the blade has cut across Holly’s head

strimmer-injury-2 Flies had laid eggs in the open…

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4 reasons I love blogging

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Writing and maintaining a blog can be challenging. Some days inspiration strikes hard and there’s so much to write about. Other days, its hard to get motivated, or you just can’t think of the right topic. Too often I get distracted by the busyness of life and the blog gets forgotten. Its definitely a labour of love but I’ve really enjoyed the experience so far. Here are a few reasons I love blogging:

1. I’m an introvert.
I express myself best through writing and my writing is far more polished than my speaking. I can choose the perfect words to convey the exact meaning I’m trying to get across. I share more of myself online than in person. It may take years for me to share some really personal things with someone face-to-face. I’m far more comfortable writing about them on my blog. And connecting with people online isn’t as physically…

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Learning to accept myself

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SchoolI was listening to the radio this week, and Cool Kids by Echosmith came on. And the phrase “I wish that I could be like the cool kids, cause’ all the cool kids, they seem to fit in” got stuck in my head. It made me think of my own school days.

Growing up, I always wanted to be different from who I was. I envied those who could make conversation for hours and not get tired. Even though I didn’t realize that I was introverted, I still knew that I had limits when it came to socialization. I wanted to be the girl who knew everyone and who was bubbly and outgoing.

I’ve learned to accept that I will never be that person, that’s just not who I am. I am a pretty interesting person though, once you get to know me. While I’m a good conversationalist, I’m never…

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