About a month and a half ago I was feeling particularly lonely and wanting a pet. Since my boyfriend and I are currently renting and our landlords have a no dog or cat policy, I turned to google to help me find a creative solution to my companionship needs. Google came through. I discovered that not only are hedgehogs pretty much the most adorably strange animals alive, they are also (supposedly) relatively simple to keep. I tracked down a breeder near my area and found out that there was a litter of babies just born who would be ready in just a few weeks. The few weeks was up today.
Unfortunately, I did not expect my prickly bundle of joy for another week or so, so he will be hanging out in a big cardboard box until the cage I ordered comes in a few days. I've given him all his essentials, including another box to hide from me under. When I held him at the breeder's he was inquisitive and calm, but now that he is here he is quite skittish. I am hoping he will warm up to me in the coming days. I must admit, I feel like a new mother! I have been pouring over articles about hedgehog care; struggling with conflicting information and worrying that he is not warm enough, well fed enough, comfortable enough. What I should be worrying about is the fact that he has yet to be named! Jonathan seems set on Hawthorne, but I'm not so sure. I must decide by tomorrow!
Everytime the little critter makes I noise I peer over to see him in action...who knew a ball of spikes could be so endearing!
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