Surprising Grandpa Hedgehog

It was November first, Hedgehog Grandpa’s birthday. "We’ve got to be going!" Mom was yelling that day. The one that was keeping us back was brother Gay. A slow poke again, on that cool Saturday. "I am leaving now." The voice was loud, from Dad. "I am right behind you!" I yelled. My name is Thad. My mother was holding a gift, so that is rad. Because it is the birthday of H.G., our granddad. As we headed down to Gramp’s tree, Gay caught up. He had six excuses, most of them about having to sup. He was still carrying a bit of toast and a coffee cup. "When we get there," Dad said “You had better shape up!” Grandpa came to the door and yelled “I’ll be!” If anyone acted surprised ever, it was certainly he. We do this every year, but still this pleased thee. “Happy birthday!” I yelled to Grandpa. He said "You surprised me!"