Last night I sat on the deck and snapped a few of Tiny Bear Raccoon. He came alone last night, and while spending some time with him I discovered why he is the "renegade" among his siblings. Poor little fellow is near blind. He can apparently see shapes and such but otherwise can not determine distance or items up close. He bumps into things and appears lost at times, although he responds to my voice and can find his food by smell fairly easily.
Mrs Rupert was first to notice this, and bring it to my attention. And although she is not a Raccoon fan, she instructed me to make sure he always gets a good meal every night. I think she relates, she has had bad eyes all her life......heck, that's how I hooked her 46 years ago....she had no idea how damn ugly I was!
Anyhow, as long as he comes around here, he will be fed....and fed well......Sirloin patties for tonight little fellow!
Regards!
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