It began with a rustle. Then another. Then a dozen. Every morning for a week, Sarah stepped into her garden and found her prized tulips trampled, their petals crushed into the soft earth.
Frustration bubbled within her as she surveyed the damage. She suspected the local rabbits, notorious for nibbling on her vegetables. But something felt… off. The destruction wasn’t random. It was concentrated around a single patch of soil near the garden’s edge.
Determined to catch the culprit, Shawn set up a camera. The next morning, he reviewed the footage and gasped. A hedgehog, no bigger than a loaf of bread, was seen rooting through the soil, its tiny snout twitching with purpose. But it wasn’t eating the tulips. Instead, it was digging—a frantic, purposeful digging.