There’s a Danish politician who’s remembered for having said that you have a standpoint until you pick a new one. Pretty much politician speak for next week I may have a completely different opinion on this matter. Now that happened to me this Sunday.
After Igor passed away I decided not to get a new pet until after the big move. The Mothership would send pictures of guinea pigs and geckos and I would tell her “No!”. I was not wearing the yes hat at all. However after a while I started to miss having a little TV buddy so when she Sunday sent a picture of a hedgehog for sale I broke my resolve and said yes. The seller had a 2 year old girl and had plans for breeding babies. I went intending to just look at the girl and sign up for a baby. Now that didn’t go as planned. I held the girl hog and it was love at first sight. So I now have a hog in the house again.
Her name is Ingeborg. I tried calling her Inga as a nickname but she seems to like and respond better to Ingeborg. Now I just have to teach Leggy how to pronounce it. She is the most relaxed hedgehog I’ve met. She’ll sniff around on my chest and at some point she’ll decide it’s nap time and just lay down to sleep. She’s not best friends with Susie but she doesn’t mind her either. Unless Susie pokes her nose in too private places she is cool with her.
I once again have a small TV buddy. We’re now trying to catch up on Criminal Minds.
Edit: Ingeborg is an African Pygmy hedgehog and was bred to be a pet. She’s never been living outside in the wild. Generations back her ancestors would have lived in Africa before entering a life of slavery. I did not pick up a random sweet hedgehog from my garden to keep as a pet. That would be illegal, no matter how cute it is. So I do not drive around in a beat up white van advertising free mealworms.