Or so we thought. In her farewell note, Clem hinted at having “one last surprise for you assholes, so stay tuned,” and we now know what that is: a fully annotated version of Sister Carrie by Theodore Dreiser. This Clementine Classics take on the novel includes Clem’s own insights into and jabs at the original text (“God bless old-timey folks. They got shits and giggles from the sound of tinkling bells, while we're out here injecting heroin into our eyeballs just to feel something.”), allowing the literary hedgehog to rip on turn-of-the-20th-century America and, perhaps more importantly, to live on in our hearts.

But even more surprising: Clem’s still alive! We recently spoke with her about Sister Carrie, Theodore Dreiser and her “spirit human.” (We didn’t ask about the weekly reading series or wobbly hedgehog syndrome out of fear of being quilled.) Here are a few highlights from the conversation:

Arvind Dilawar: Of all the books to mop up, why Sister Carrie? Why Theodore Dreiser?

Clementine the Hedgehog: I'm not a fan of serious literature, but I like to fake that I am. Sister Carrie is novel that disguises itself as serious lit, but when you get right down to it, it's just a Jackie Collins paperback with a helluva a plastic surgeon.

As for Theodore Dreiser, the man fancied himself to be the Great American Novelist, so anyone with such lofty ambitions deserves to be quilled down a peg or two.

Have any lofty ambitions yourself?

Like most hedgehogs, all I want out of life is a warm snuggle sack, the occasional mealworm and a regularly emptied litter box. Anything more than that is just excessive — though I wouldn't mind it if my human upgraded my Hulu account.