Sunday, December 30, 2012

Where, oh where, are the hedgehogs?

Next came the task of figuring out where on earth we'd be getting one of these little guys. Apparently the ones available in America are African Pygmy Hedgehogs. 'I like Africa. I like small things. Let's make this happen!' I found myself thinking. Alright, I was totally on board, I didn't need anymore selling points. Where do I get myself one of these adorable hedgehogs?

After calling and emailing about six different breeders in the tri-state area, I finally got a response from one of them. She was a teenager who directed me to an album on Facebook of her newborn "Hedgies" and O...M...G. They looked like peanuts with noses and tiny spikes.

I eagerly looked through each photo in the album. Here's a narrative of how it went: "I want THIS one! Oh wait, it's reserved for Jonathan. Ooh, I want THIS one! No, it's reserved for Jeanine. Ok, I'll take THIS one! It's reserved for Sara. Dammit! Oh, I LOVE this one! That skank Jeanine reserved this one too?" You get the picture. When all hope was just about lost, I found a little guy that was perfect. (He was a baby and a hedgehog and was available.) 
I sent the girl a FB message saying I WANT IT!!! (I attempted to play it a little cooler than that.)

This was it. I was getting a baby hedgehog. And he was the cutest thing ever. I took screenshots of him with my iPhone, laptop, and my camera (of the phone and laptop screen). Needless to say, I was extremely excited.

I mean...look at him.

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