Diary of a Barking Mad Dog Owner

Diary of a Barking Mad Dog Owner
Due to his obsession with the hedgehog, Mr Mac was lead-walked
in the garden first thing in the morning before the sun was quite up
and as soon as it was dusk, when hedgehogs are likely to be around
searching for food. Thus, you can imagine how mad I was when I
arrived home from work on Friday, drove towards my gate and saw this
half-flat, brown, spiky lump in the middle of the road.
"Arrrgggghhhh!" I shouted at it, "you stupid, stupid hedgehog!"
I parked my car in the drive and stomped back up the road. I was still
shaking my head and ranting, "How could you be so stupid? After my
efforts to keep you safe all summer and you go and run out in front of
a car in broad daylight."
I reached the little spiky brown lump and stared at it as if I was hoping
for an answer to my questions about its stupidity. Then a big smile
spread across my face and I looked round sheepishly, hoping that noone
had witnessed or heard my outburst. The little spiky brown lump
was left on the road by a horse.