The Animals Meet

Scruffy met Sticky today.

Outdoor Adventures

This started out as a great idea - this city has been getting some pretty good weather lately and the hedgehog has been enjoying it. However, today I let her roam around a little too far...

About here is when dumb Sticky went a little too far...

Because she found a cohort of ants that just loved her...

What chaos!

Candid of the Day!

At first it might seem like a big wide smile... that's what I thought it was at first... and then I realized it was her fat roll

I would hashtag "fat hedgehog problems," but hash tags are the dumb. Everybody please stop hash tagging.

So Cody came to visit quite a while ago... I've just been really horrible at posting these days, with work and summer school driving me crazy. But hurray all is over! Means more time for the hog (and life).

All the years we spent brainstorming pet ideas and this is what resulted from those talks: Miss Sticks.

And her favourite resting place...

I scream, you scream.

I was craving some ice cream today. My favourite flavour is hedgehog - what's yours?


S'more from today:

Careful, I bite.

Girl, if you cannot take care of yourself and make sure your nails are neatly trimmed on your own so they do not curl around and stab you in the palm... do not bite me when I try to bathe and trim you.



I've given up on using her bin to bathe her - she's big enough to climb out and it's an uphill battle trying to keep her from tipping it over anyway. This is just easier.



And she bites my middle finger - she has in the past because she just really doesn't like getting her nails done or I forget to wash my hands after eating... but usually she never breaks skin. Today she broke skin. So she got quite the big puff of air right onto the face today. Bad hedgehog.



"I bit your finger and now I'm going to act all grumpy to show you how upset I am with you."

My name is Sticky and I like playing in my own poop bin

I let her out of her cage for a little run around while I do her daily wheel cleaning routine and she climbs right back into her litter box with her poop. I guess home sweet home.



Youz ah nasty.