You’ll all be happy to hear that Truman’s life was made immeasurably better this weekend when we presented him with a new Mister Snorty Hedgehog II, sequel to the former Mister Snorty Hedgehog (RIP) (pours a little out for OG Homie).
The first MSH was long Truman’s favorite chew toy, so beloved that he actually LOVED IT TO DEATH, finally tearing a hole in its abdomen and extricating the noise maker buried deep within its belly, source of a satisfying snort sound when properly squeezed. That was a dark day in Trumandom. That will live in infamy. Or something.
omg, i has new hedgehog! (chompy chompy chompy)
o noes! she took mah hedgehog! halp!
