Funny story, but not. I wanted my picture under the cactus. I looked at the spikes and they all look like large spikes. My husband said be careful not to get stuck...I laughed and said I would be careful. I squatted down...oops. I didn't think much about it. Once we were in the store, my hand brushed across my upper thigh....ha, ha. There were lots of little spikes. These were the fine, colorless spikes. I could feel three in my thigh as I showered. I dug them out, so I thought and found one the next night. I was able to dig it out.