As I sit here at 1am with a very awake Sammy I noticed the hedgehogs on his onsie.
Every time I think about hedgehogs my thoughts turn, as you would expect, to ice cream.
Ok, that might need a little explanation. I went to college on the South Side of Bethelehm, Pa. The town was divided into two main sections: South – more industrial and rough and tumble area (though I spent my time on Lehigh's decidedly not rough not tumble campus) and the North side – also known as Historic Bethlehem.
Historic Bethlehem featured, and still does, lovely homes and quaint shops. One of those shops (which closed several years ago) was an ice cream shop called "The Heavenly Hedgehog." That's just an objectively good name for an ice cream shop.
Also, hedgehogs like to float around like this:
