
Courtney, of Edmonton Alberta, Speaks out for Guzoo's Hedgehog
"I'll admit it; I'm a hedgehog fanatic. I currently own two hedgehogs, and numerous others have gone through my care, as fosters, or pets that have passed on. I spoil my animals and to be honest, I'm addicted to quills. And it upsets me when I see a hedgehog kept in the conditions that Guzoo Animal Farm keeps their hedgehog (and really, all animals) in.

My hedgehogs (one male, and one female) live separately, each in a cage with 6 square feet of floor space. They are given a 15-inch plastic Comfort Wheel to run on, which is cleaned daily, or at very least, every second day. Because they are litter trained, I spot clean daily and do a complete cage cleaning once a week. This complete cage cleaning includes stripping the cage, throwing all fabrics into the wash, and soaking the wheels in hot water. I wash down the plastic cage floors with a vinegar and hot water mix to neutralize any odors that may be present.
I mentioned that I throw all fabrics from the hedgehog cages into the wash on a weekly basis. Yes, you read that correctly. My hedgehogs live on polar fleece liners, which are safer than wood shavings. A hedgehog living on wood shavings can run the risk of mites, dust allergies or having a wood sliver caught in sensitive areas. Too often, I have heard of a male hedgehog getting a sliver in his penile sheath, and having to have surgery to get it removed. Females can easily get them in their vaginal folds. Quite frankly, it's not a risk I wish to take.
Along with fabric liners, my hedgehogs are also given a fleece bag to sleep in. It allows them to feel safe and secure, while preserving body heat. Every hedgehog that has been offered one loves it, and prefers it over the cold plastic PVC pipe that they are also offered (just like the one that is offered as the only hiding place to the Guzoo hedgehog).

I feed a mix of several high-quality light cat foods. In my mix, I have Chicken Soup for the Cat Lover's Soul, Wellness, Solid Gold, Orijen, and Wysong. The kibble is also supplemented with various healthy treats, like cooked lean hamburger, chicken, turkey, vet-recommended cat treats, cottage cheese, and scrambled eggs. My hedgehogs always have fresh, clean, room temperature water available to them.

As for vet care, let's just say my hedgehogs are well known at the vet office. I recently spent just under $500.00 trying to save my hedgehog, Hemi, and even though she ultimately died, I would do it again without hesitation. These animals are my babies, and I would lay down my life for them. Each hedgehog is taken to the vet at least once a year for a wellness check-up, and whenever they display so much as a slight sniffle. Hedgehogs are incredibly small and fragile, and a simple upper respiratory infection can quickly escalate to pneumonia, which is deadly.
Like I said above, my hedgehogs are my babies. They are spoiled rotten, and they know it. I know it. Everyone who knows me also knows how much I love my hedgehogs. I routinely rotate their toys in their cage to give them variety. Right now, each hedgehog has a beanie baby to cuddle with, a few kitten balls, a PVC pipe, and some giant Lego. Weather permitting, my hedgehogs go outside to explore, dig and just have a change of scenery. They are pets 99% of the time, but when given the chance to play outside, and dig in dirt, they can be wild animals again. They have the opportunity to stimulate their minds, smell the fresh air, and run around. And when they're tired of being wild animals, they come to me, and beg to be picked up and cuddled. I spent at least 5 hours per evening with my hedgehogs on the weekday, and even more time on the weekends. I bring them into bed with me on the weekends, and they sleep with me for hours. I hand feed them treats, and take them to interact with others. My hedgehogs are loved and they know it. In return, they've offered their love to me. They know my voice and will wait at their cage doors for a snuggle. My 6-month old boy, Cuda, will stand up and poke his nose out of his cage when I come home, just so I rub his face. They don't hesitate to take treats right from my hand, or sprawl out and sleep on my lap. My 8-week old girl, Kismet, doesn't even hiss or curl into a ball. She is completely tame, which constant attention and devotion played a part in. Every hedgehog deserves a chance to be loved like my animals are, or at very least, offered a safe environment to exist in.
Which is more than I can say for the hedgehog at Guzoo. All he has is an empty water dish, one filthy wheel, and one completely unsafe wheel. He has dirty shavings and nothing to stimulate his mind. He's probably never seen a kind, caring face in his life, nor felt the warmth of someone loving him. He has a life in a plywood box, which is hardly a life at all.
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