Tenzing Norgay Pog Johnson, 7/8/2004-6/1/2004

Chopper and I made the extremely difficult decision to put Tenzing to sleep last night.  He’s been steadily declining over the past few months and while he has had moments and days of happiness — like polishing off a nice dinner of fried chicken and green beans from Jestine’s tonight — he’s had a number of ailments that have been causing him discomfort.  We’ve been very concerned over the past couple of days and he took a turn for the worse Thursday night.

He was almost three years old, and we’ve known him since just about the hour of his birth in our living room.  He was the only hedgehog in a quite unexpected litter to a rescue girl (Lovey Junior) who we were helping transport to Florida for a forever home.  He was unquestionably the sweetest tempered hedgehog I’ve ever known.  I’ve got, of course, lots of photos of our dear boy online.

Thanks for your well wishes and support … We’re missing him terribly already and expect to hassle poor Dexter with a lot of attention (and most probably, lots of treats) in the coming days.