you can never have too many

In the evenings Hemi circles the house with a hedgehog in his mouth. He'll stare at you until you say, in a deep voice: "Whatcha got Hemi?" Then he'll look shy and bend away, off to find someone else to repeat the same ritual. Then he'll circle back to me. It can go on for a long time.

(I am so lucky to have a husband who gives me Hartz (Hearts!) hedgehogs for Valentine's.)