I remember waiting for what seemed like an eternity to bring you home. You were so tiny so you had to spend extra time with your mother before you could come home with me. I remember when I got the email saying you were ready to leave with me. That was the longest 2 hour drive of my life. You were a scared little ball of quills when I first held you. I worked hard to win your trust. We cuddled every day. Even in the beginning when you didn't want to unroll, I just sat with you on my lap, under a blanket.|
Turns out all I was missing was a bowl full of meal worms. I remember how excited you got when I first gave you meal worms. You unrolled with out a care in the world. You also taught me to be less scared of crawly things. Every day was a different adventure, learning your little quirks. I learned that you liked when I played Jason Mraz for you, and that you really enjoyed boiled chicken. I learned that you loved to get yourself tangled up in my curly hair. I learned you really don't like the smell of carrots. I laughed as you showed my cats who was boss by sneaking up on them and chewing on their tails. You never did get the hang of your snuggle sack, sleeping under it instead of in it.
You were taken from me too soon, my sweet little hedgepig. I take solace in the fact that even though you were taken from me, that you got to spend your last few minutes snuggled with me. I hope you felt no pain. Godspeed my sweet young quill baby. I hope you are enjoying the warm sun on the other side of the Rainbow Bridge where you will never feel the cold weather again.