Sure, she’s not the kind of ‘relative’ you may have had in mind, but – and a major BUT… I consider her a relative.
The spiky fellow isn’t related to me by blood, or even by specie, but her existence and companionship has proved to me that she is more than just a caged insectivore, lurking inside her teeny weenie tepee. She is more than just the nocturnal creature that she is – she is a relative, a very close relative.
- She is like any cousin, able to share unique memories with me.
- She is like a sister, able to ignore me after my tongue slipped. (In her case, of course, if my voice turns raspy and she’d fail to recognise who it is calling after her).
- She is like a brother, able to play rough games with me (but not too rough though, as her paws are delicate).
- She can be just as ‘domestic’ as any pet. Okay, that’s impossible because she loves to poop a lot.
But she is one terrific relative.
How will I celebrate this ‘Hedgehog Day?’
I will most likely buy stuff for her feast. These might include various fruits, cut into tiny pieces. And then, a trip to the nearest pet shop could reward me some ‘superworms’ – another of her favourite.
I would clean her space and whip up a bit of decorations. There’ll be cute-sized banners, with the initial of her name imprinted on it. I might also invite a friend, who also has a hedgehog-relative. Then our pets could share a chat and a generous feast, as well.
I might even send invitations to the most famous hedgehogs!
Biddy, the Travelling Hedgehog
Norman, the Internet Sensation
Darcy, the Instagram Princess
Overall, I must ensure that she’d enjoy herself throughout her day – or shall I say, evening. *She’s nocturnal, right?
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