Phil, the crazy old hedgehog who was under the impression that he was a hare, was resting beneath a tree. As he watched the birds and bugs, welcoming the Spring, he started to feel drowsy under the midday sun. He yawned, and said quietly to himself, "Ah, well… I s'pose a spot o' rest wouln' do meself any 'arm, wot?" He put his paws on his belly, slumped forward, and closed his eyes. Within minutes, the creature was asleep. For his peace and age, you might think he had died, save for that his snoring would wake up a rock.