Oh my god, please don’t disappoint us. We’re begging

Did you hear a SQUEE hanging over the desert tonight? The newspaper informed the Sisters today that state wildlife officials have removed hedgehogs from the list of restricted animals where we live.

If you’ve read this blog for only ten minutes then you know we’re desperate for a hedgehog.

D e s p e r a t e.

We’ve considered illegal means. Hedgehog trafficking so to speak.

We have pined, and craved, and yearned for a hedgehog.

We’ve picked out names (Hazel? Maisy? Beatrix? or Archie? Rupert? Barnaby?).

We designed little outfits for them (a sailor-hog? A ballerina?). We imagined little hedgehog castles.

Now our dream can become a reality.

We’ve informed our families of what we want for Christmas.

All right, Brights. The spiky little ball of love is in your court.