About the only thing that can unroll a hedgepig is an adult badger.Oh my god I'm so envious!! They're so cool. I'm nervous about encouraging them because of the cats. Are they pretty cat-proof? Both of mine are in full on kill mode at the moment :/
Friend who fosters underweight hedgehogs over winter told me that their fleas are specific to them and never spread to either her or her two cats. I was surprised (& relieved!)About the only thing that can unroll a hedgepig is an adult badger.
Cats might transport a few fleas [but those are species specific so shouldn't be a longterm problem].
Hogs have far more spikes so a cat should learn to stay clear ...
About the only thing that can unroll a hedgepig is an adult badger.
Cats might transport a few fleas [but those are species specific so shouldn't be a longterm problem].
Hogs have far more spikes so a cat should learn to stay clear ...
Oh my god I'm so envious!! They're so cool. I'm nervous about encouraging them because of the cats. Are they pretty cat-proof? Both of mine are in full on kill mode at the moment :/
Probably some sort of ritual sacrifice. Failing that, cat food.
Whatever it is, you should give it him. This does not look like a cat to be messed with!
Nah, I told him to fuck off He's already been fed.Whatever it is, you should give it him. This does not look like a cat to be messed with!
Not even remotely cute.
The first of the kittens to escape the big rubber bucket.
I think it's safe to say this one is socialised now.
Me or the kitten?Not even remotely cute.
Really happy you've had a good outcome.And just to confirm that he is still the same old Jakey, he just tried to turn around on my lap, tripped over his own feet, and abseiled down my legs gripping onto my tshirt with his front claws and a worried expression on his face, only to land on his back on the floor tangled up in his blankie - I had to rescue him from his own clumsiness and idiocy - some things never change
And just to confirm that he is still the same old Jakey, he just tried to turn around on my lap, tripped over his own feet, and abseiled down my legs gripping onto my tshirt with his front claws and a worried expression on his face, only to land on his back on the floor tangled up in his blankie - I had to rescue him from his own clumsiness and idiocy - some things never change
Really happy you've had a good outcome.
I always say he wasn't in the queue when feline grace was being handed out, he had gone back to the canteen for leftovers insteadsome cats didn't get the graceful / always land on their paws message...
Thor was that cat. He was very... special.It was really noticeable when we had 3 cats and they were all young (less than a year between oldest and youngest) - they'd be dashing round chasing one another and Sonic would leap up to the top of the bookcase and charge along it and jump to the next bookcase about 1.5m away, closely followed by Radar - poor Jakey would try to follow them and go splat on the side of the first bookcase and slide down it with all his legs scrabbling like in a cartoon - bless his little heart.