Fancy schmancy.

This is what it looks like when I make zero effort for a picture to look good. The only light source is my lamp (which is great lighting if I'm gettin' lucky but not quite right for taking photos), the picture is super grainy, I have no make up on, and I have dodgy hair with the hood of my dressing gown up. But that's not the point of this picture.
The point of this picture is Hedgie.
My little pal. He comes to bed with me every night, and wakes up with me every morning. He has seen me through my darkest times, and been completely rebuilt when bits of him have fallen apart or fallen off all together. My Dad bought him for me and I've had him for almost 20 years. He has the most comforting smell that has never changed in all this time. He will most certainly be buried with me. If I can't sleep without him, how on earth would I manage being dead for the rest of my life?