I’m 2 years old this month, an adult.
Category: This Hedgehog of Mine
Outdoors the Hedgehog Way
This is how to do the outdoors, from me, Lizzy, to all my friends.
National Pet Day | Choose Joy
Pets are something special, a way for humans and animals to meet in harmony. They can lift burdens and inspire happiness.
The Truth about Groundhog Day
Groundhogs Day actually started with hedgehogs. Punxsutawney Phil is a poor man’s Lizzy.
Even Hedgies Get Sick
Mom’s not been blogging or even reading for the last several days since I got sick. Personally, I think it’s much ado about nothing. Yes I have a lump under my jaw that the vet says is a skin infection, and yes eating isn’t so much fun. But I still nap all the time and…
Light the World
This year, I spent 25 days serving others for the LDS Church’s #LIGHTtheWORLD campaign. I donated food, clothes, and my cute little face to the world to show that everybody can make a big difference in a small way. For all of you who missed my daily Instagram posts about being Christ-like, here’s my entire month in review: Most importantly,…
For our annual family cookies exchange, I decided to take a different approach and use Lizzy as my inspiration. What resulted was an army of little hedgehogs, almost too cute to eat (although I managed to down one—chocolate is definitely not a hardship to eat). They must’ve turned out pretty well because I won the overall…
My Mani and Pedi
For weeks Mom tried to trim my nails, but I’m deeply protective of my feet (you know, I need them to run on my wheel for about two hours straight in the middle of the night). I huff up every time she attempts it and because she doesn’t want to hurt me, she’s let it…
The (Mis)Adventures of Quilling
I’m 10 weeks old. Which means that I’m older and wiser now. It also means that I’m quilling. And that’s not so great. I lose quills and grow new ones in every few weeks until I’m about 13 weeks old, which is when I have my final adult quilling. So, needless to say, I’m rather grumpy…
Lizzy the Hedgehog
Hello, my name is Lizzy and I’m six weeks old. Although I’ve only known my new mom for three days now, I know her by scent. Not so much by sight, though, because I don’t see too well. In fact I depend mostly on my nose, ears and sense of touch. When my mom can’t…