24/08/2026
Moblin passed away from cancer and old age on Saturday night, surrounded by her fellow hedgehogs, Isaac and me.
She was loved until her very last second. It's important for us to be there when they pass away, just as much as when they're brought into this world. We were there from the second she was born until the second she left.
Moblin was a bombproof hedgehog! She adored people, children and being handled, and we could always count on her to "work" and "perform" whenever we did our hedgehog talks with adults or children.
With the children she was especially gentle and patient, even allowing them to pet her face and tummy. She rarely huffed or startled, never balled up and, for all our joking, she never acted anything other than completely composed and professional. π
There will never be another Moblin. π
She was genuinely the last in a long line, tracing all the way back to my first hedgehog, Lerix, whom she took after in nearly every way. Now we will start again with her grandchildren from her son, Quinton, and her great-nieces from Strudel (hopefully!).
We can only hope that this soon-to-be-born generation will do her proud.
Thank you to everyone who has reached out and who has loved Moblin alongside us over these years. We hope that whenever you see a hedgehog, wild or pygmy, you think of her and of what you learnt during one of our talks or by following the page.
This isn't goodbye β this is just "see you later"! We're sure she'll come back to haunt us. π€£β€οΈ
Rest in peace, Moblin Boblin Food. You will forever be loved.
