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Baddog,
I "rescued" a baby rac while living in the Hollywood hills, back in the 80s. Rocky (what else would you name him???) was great, growing up. You learn a whole new type of housekeeping with a four-handed smart critter roaming the house. He and the dog were inseperable. When I'd take the dog out for a walk, Rocky would either ride her or walk beside her, holding her collar.
However, once they become adults, they get a 'mind of their own.' There was no more control. I finally had to release him to some people who would reintroduce him to the wild. As much as I hated to let him go, it knew it was best...for BOTH of us.
Young, they're great. As adults, they're a PITA!
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