I saw my first hedgehog online. It happened like this- I was bored, I typed in "hedgehog pics" on google, and pretty much was a hedgaholic ever since.
Though as most of you will know, the only cure for hedgehog addiction is to get one so I started researching them. I had been saving up money so I knew I could get one. The only problem was, convincing my parents. I spent about 8 months of research and looking at about a hundred some breeders. I had to admit, it was addicting. Finally, I asked them. My mom's first coment was "Is that some kind of rat???". So my next month was convincing my parents that a hedehog was a perfect pet. My parents must of gotten sick of me asking so one day, my dad asks me if I want to go to the mall. Except, he actually brings me to the pet store where they had a cage full of hedgehogs. I know getting hedgehogs from a pet store is not the best of ideas due to incidental breeding and lack of heritage but he had been looking for a while and I really didn't want to let him down. The lady who took care of them had owned three hedgehogs before and asured us that they had just "come in" that day. THe pet store gave me Pretty Pets hedgehog food, care fresh, a really useless red heating bulb, and a 13" x 24" cage. With in 2 months, she was on blue buffalo and Royal Canin (both lite), on liners made by Nancy, a 150 watt CHE, and in a 25" x 36" Ferret Nation cage. I had the money for this but, again, my parents needed convincing.
As far as her name, it's Hot Dog. It happened like this. I asked my 1 year old sister what she would think of a hedgehog. She thought I was saying Hot Dog and ran over to the refrigerator screaming Hot Dog. Since she can't say our dog's name(El Dorado) we thought it was only fair to name my hedgie somehting she can say. Anywways, that my story. I just hope someone will read it because it's in the back of everone else...