Can you stand one last post on the whole fox-and-hedgehog thing?
No?
What if I promise you that it isn't by me?
See, I'd tried on several occasions to compose a "defense of the hedgehog" post to balance out all the fox-y stuff I'd been posting. Yet every time I tried, what I kept coming back to was "Yes, but hedgehogs are so useful." Which struck me as self-centered and patronizing, and I just didn't want to go down that road.
Fortunately, one of the regular commenters here, Clio's Disciple, is a self-avowed hedgehog, and graciously agreed to share her own views and experiences. Her post, "On Being a Hedgehog", is up over at her place, and I hope some of the people who have commented on the previous posts (or maybe some hedgehogs who hesitated to jump in?) will weigh in with their opinions.
Thanks, CeeDee!
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I don't want to go read anything else. I just want to stare at the adorable hedgies. If I'm one of those, how come people don't just go "squeee" whenever they see me and offer me treats?
I actually thought we had a hedgehog in our back yard, but sciDAD pointed out they are not indigenous to North America. Therefore we have a groundhog in residence. Not nearly as cute :)
I agree with the "squee!" on these pictures (and that's not something I do often).
And I think we should *all* be offered treats.
Oh, yes'm. Mrs. Tiggy Winkle always serves tea to Lucy and other lucky visitors after she's finished her ironing. (And she's an excellent clear starcher.)
She's not a hedgehog! She's a fox in a hedgehog costume!
Who, Comrade? Clio? Or Miss Tiggy-Winkle?
Who the fucke is Miss Tiggy-Winkle?
Finally, the truth revealed about why we must value hedgehogs: They're seriously adorable! Reason enough for me.
Anon, I found myself thinking exactly the same thing.
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