11-week-old Thyme has his work cut out for him with an adult-size wheel
- but he's a hedgie with ambition. And unlike every other hedgie on the planet,
Thyme claims he doesn't, uh, "mark his trail" while he runs - "Must be
some other hedgie..."
"My work here is done."
Six-month-old Prickles Houston keeps a very serious expression while doing
her running. (Well, don't they all?)
An anonymous British refugee hedgie enjoys a little wheel solace at
a hedgehog rescue/sanctuary.
Dimsdale Yost (a rare table-top hedgie), "Runs, runs, and then runs some
more."
Second-generation wheel-runner Houdini Mattson (son of Thyme) knows the
power of wheel running: "...for I am a wheel master like my father
before me."
Huey Widman's adopted parents are greatful that his birth mother
forgot to tell him about trail marking - and, so far, no matter how
long he runs, he's always found his way back. (Must be the
matching color scheme...)
One-year-old Figit Tipton runs miles every night and says he
would so clean up after his own self, "If only my humans would
get me a nice little set of cleaning tools..."
In the time-honored tradition of refugees everywhere, California hedgie
Tonka "X" hides out from the jackbooted thugs of the state in his favorite
wheel.
"Hedgie" Podzielinski has the uncanny ability to mesmerize her
unsuspecting humans for hours merely by working out in her wheel.
