Hedgie
When I was in the hospital last February my Uncle Steve brought me this little hedgehog. He's mostly been sitting on my bookshelf since then. Lately, though, he's been a real favorite. Every day when I get up from my nap I run around the house calling for him. It sounds like "Hah-Jee," "Hah-Jee," "Hah-Jee." I'm not satisifed until I can find him and give him a big kiss. Thanks, Uncle Steve!
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Your welcome Ezra. I knew he would be your favorite some day. Here, we have a real headgehog living down the street ... but you have to stay up real late to see him!
I'd like to meet that real hedgehog someday. Hopefully, my folks can figure out how to get the three of us to Jolly Ol' England sometime soon.
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