LOL - I only wish she'd said that she'd put his grub outside for him to finish ...hopefully she did
During the summer of the ferals...well, the first ferals, the girls, that is, I kept a bowl of water and a bowl of biscuits on the pavement outside the open cellar window, the 'drop-in centre' for anyone who was too nervous to venture inside. In the cellar one evening I heard the biscuit bowl crunching and tinkling and peered cautiously out...to come face to face with...a hedgehog! Hope I didn't spoil the little guy's gastronomic experience
