Every day is Valentine’s Day for my little Huckleberry. He’s so happy to be out of the research lab where he spent his first three years, that he’s generous with love for everyone–but especially his new family of David, me and Moxie. She was his cagemate at Associated Humane in New Jersey and they were so close by the time we met them, we couldn’t separate them.
Huckleberry thinks he is my hairdresser. Whenever I turn the hairdryer on he comes running to help. The hairdryer is just one of the perplexing things in this new world outside the cage.
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