Pig of the hedge

We were sitting at the kitchen table when I thought I heard George say, "there's a hedgehog on the car."  When we got outside I realised he must've said 'under', but it was a remarkable enough sight in daylight. 

It was only a little'un. Thinking it might have ventured out because of hunger, we tried offering it some cat food, but it wasn't interested. 

Instead it headed off remarkably quickly. True to its name, it disappeared beneath the hedge.