He found a radiant big red apple that he took with him to decorate his hiding place.
He fell asleep and twisted many times in his sleep because the apple smelled beautifully. When he woke up in the morning he didn't find his desired fruit. He began to complain his neighbours that someone stole his apple. One of them told him: "We accuse too easy the others for our negligent! What do you carry in your pricks? Haven't you noticed yet?"
The poor hedgehog should know:
Such beginning, such end.
Retold and English version: Ovidiu Robu