In 2006, my middle daughter became fascinated by hedgehogs. We read a lot of books by Jan Brett, who loves them as well. My daughter decided she wanted a pet hedgehog – a live one.
I wasn’t too sure about this venture. I told her she should call pet stores in town to see if anyplace had hedgehogs. And, even though she was a second grader, she called them all. No place had them.
A month or so later, my sister found a place to buy hedgehogs and got her one as a gift. It was an exciting day!
She’s celebrated birthdays.
So it was with sadness that we said goodbye to Hedgie yesterday. If I had one thing I could ask God for right now, it would be for some assurance about our pets. I’m taking comfort in John 14:2: My Father’s house has many rooms; if that were not so, would I not have told you?
I like the last part: if that were not so, would I not have told you? Jesus says He would have told us if something wasn’t so. So, couldn’t it make sense that if our pets won’t be in heaven, He would have told us that? At least, that’s what I’m hanging my hat on today.
It is not often that a creature comes along who is prickly and a true friend. Hedgie was both.