Today was an exciting day for my brother and I. We bought our very first pet—it only took us twenty-something years, but we finally got one! Due to allergies, we are unable to have a cat or dog (or anything with fur and dander, really) and as young children we grew up feeling deprived with fish as our only “pets”. After some research and looking at videos, we decided a hedgehog would make the perfect pet for us. It was a bit spur of the moment, but after going to the exotic pet store down the road (“We’ll just look at them, okay?”) and holding one for ourselves, we decided today was the perfect day to bring home our first pet.
Yes, we named him Neville. If it had been a girl, it would have been named Hermione (that one was my brother’s idea. I’m not the only Harry Potter nerd in the house, I just wear it on my sleeve more than others). He was the tiniest one of the lot and so dang cute, how could we say no? We’re pretty excited, but I promise not to spam my blog with pictures of Neville the Hedgehog, no matter how adorable they are.