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You may have heard that I want to get a hedgehog and name it Spike. Well, it’s happening! Tomorrow, we’re bringing home a really adorable baby hedgehog. More about him when he’s here.

This story is about the Kid.

We were playing with Spike while KPD did the paperwork to purchase him, when a lady asked if she could hold my hedgehog. She seemed nice enough, so I handed him over.

The lady was your typical pet lover, and she started cooing to the baby hedgehog.

“Are you a sweetie? Are you just the sweetest little angel?”

The Kid looked at me, laughter in her eyes. “Did she say, ‘angel?'” the Kid whispered under her breath. “Yup,” I whispered back.

“Angel?!” She repeated, her eyes dancing. “Angel!?”

She had the decency to keep her giggles quiet, so the nice lady wouldn’t think she was being laughed at.

It may be a project to teach your Kid to fully nerd, but it is so worth it.

Our poor Spike is truly insulted at the insinuation.

Our poor Spike is truly insulted at the insinuation.

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