Old furs comfort the young and furry

The baby is snuggled into the luxurious fur coat, a fleece toy next to her, and only her golden head is visible. She has been quiet and content since she was given the lush brown sable that envelops her. The little raccoon is an orphan, her mother probably run over by a car or killed by a ... (Full article: 657 words)

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