When I let Bobby out about nine last night he straight away sussed out where Hope, the young Hedgehog, was. There peeping round a planter was a shiny pointed nose.
I hurriedly nipped in and brought out a handful of dried mealworms which I scattered around the area. I think Hope is getting used to this as she didn't run away this time and was soon tucking in.
When Bobby first went over to Hope he disturbed a moth. It was such a brilliant white with black dots and bits of orange that I went and fetched the camera even though it was raining lightly. After much Googling round the net I found out that what I had seen was The Magpie Moth Abraxas grossulariata.
Fortunately with a 200mm lens I didn't have to get too close while it obligingly rested on some dead leaves. I read that it is very common though I don't remember seeing one before now. In spite of my aversion to moths I must admit I admired its beautiful markings.
At ten thirty Bobby went out in the front garden for his last look round of the day. When he reached the drive gates he stopped, had a good sniff and gave one loud bark. I went over to see what the fuss was about and there, just outside the gates, was an adult Hedgehog. I have seen their droppings on the paths between the front and back gardens so I knew they hunted in both but this was the first time we had seen one in that area.
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