Making rubber stamps.
Note: A hedgehog is not, perhaps, the ideal choice for one’s first rubber stamp. Nor is a leatherman squirt the appropriate tool. But there it was, and there I was, and then, there the hedgehog was.
And then, there all the hedgehogs were. All over the to-do list, frolicking among the hot glue. I swear, the only thing stopping these hedgehogs from multiplying like tribbles is the fact that I own neither magic markers nor an ink pad.
And yes, it’s possible that I may have been watching Star Trek. Why do you ask?