Once she made up her mind, her mind was made up! Her stomach was crying out, her paws were in a scurry to follow the cheese squares to Nowhere...an afternoon delight of cheese which all would lead to the Castle of Butter and the beach beyond...Gretta came to a fork in the path...which way should a hedgehog travel? Gretta's paw went to her mouth in awe...now what to do? Apparently Gretta needed a pair of bloomers! Gretta found herself in the land of reason. #1 I am a lady! #2 I must take notice! #3 I must wear bloomers on the beach? This could be a slight ordeal! How does a hedgehog fit her spines into a pair of bloomers?I will NOT be defeated...I am on my way to The Castle of Butter and the beach. I can hear the fishy calling my name! What if I broke the rules and went to the beach with no bloomers? What would the city ord. 72 think? Who are they anyway? Gretta had never ever never ever heard of the city ord. 72!
It is not easy being a hedgehog required to fit into bloomers just to go to the beach!