Him and two brothers were orphaned when mom got hit by a logging truck on the highway. Every rehab facility we called refused to take them, and all but one advised us 'just let them die'.
We fostered them for a bit and then a friend who had done raccoon rehab in the past took over. Sadly his two brothers passed, but morty fought and stayed strong. He was re-wilded almost two years ago now and makes his way back down here to our place two or three times a month and stays for a visit and some treats then lumbers back into the woods with his girlfriend.




