Help4hedgehogs

We are dedicated to the Awareness & Protection of Wild Hedgehogs.

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PLEASE do not text in an emergency. CALL. Because sometimes messages don't come through quick enough. WOULD YOU TEXT FOR A AMBULANCE IF IT WAS YOU? Exactly.

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Thank you, John. Lavender, is doing OK. Not out of the woods yet, but doing a lot better. Xx

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Image taken about an hour before plum passed xx

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💔💔🦔💔💔 FLY FREE LITTLE PLUM. Little Plum is gone. I did everything I could — slow warming, feeds, constant watching — and he gave me that little spark of hope with an 8g gain. I let myself believe he might stay.
But his tiny body just couldn’t keep going.

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He died curled up with me, warm and loved, and I’m left holding the weight of a life that was far too small and far too brief.
My heart hurts in a way only rescuers understand, and yet my head clings onto the cold truth "Mummy Hedgehog knows what's best" 💔 🦔 💔

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This one is so small its skin looks like fairy parchment. So I reach in bare‑handed and scoop up the tiniest plum‑hog I’ve ever seen. Heart melted.
Chaos over.
Baby secured. Welcome to the ward, little one.
Two hourly feeds have already begun.

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🦔📣 FACEBOOK UPDATE: THE PLUM‑SIZED PANIC OF 2026Today’s episode of Help4Hedgehogs. So.
We’re in M&S. Minding our business. Debating snacks.
Then the phone rings:“Tiny hoglet needs help.”Cue instant panic mode.

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A hedgehog so tiny it looks like it was printed on a 3D printer running out of filament. At 31g, it’s probably 36 hours old.
A newborn.
A whisper.
A warm, breathing punctuation mark. Normally I’d wear gloves — mums can be bitey, and hoglets are delicate — but this one?

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Aww Wilma, fast asleep on her cooling pad! ❤️🦔🐾🐾

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The finder is processing his new role as Grandad of the Apocalypse.
The prophecy has begun.

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• and a strict DO NOT DISTURB FOR TEN DAYS decree, lest chaos befall us all
We now wait, breath held, hoping Mum chooses the path of nurturing goddess rather than “I birthed them,

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Staff → feral, trembling
Vet → last seen sprinting into the mist
Mother and babies have now been relocated to our Sacred Maternity Wing, a place of:
• absolute silence
• total privacy
• zero mortal interference

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A reminder to leave water out xx

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Less Lights, More Life.

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(P:S We haven't got permission to get a picture of him yet - so an illustration will have to suffice!)

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Wow, What a busy few days. Some heartbreaking and then sweetness and terror.

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The Dramatic Curl: Rolls into a ball with a muttered “oh for f— sake”.
How Others Describe Him
“A tiny storm cloud with spikes.”
“A walking complaint form.”
“The angriest baked potato I’ve ever met.”
“We love him. We fear him. We feed him anyway.”