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Found this little guy, cowering in the grass, well back in the woods. His mother, (I found out, later) had been killed by a big Husky. Took a few hours to get a formula he would accept,but once he started eating, he didn't like stopping. I raised him throughout the summer, with him following me everywhere. He even learned to open the fridge, and help himself. I had friends who wanted to keep him, on their farm, and turned Frito over to them, in the Fall. He lived in the house, at first, but eventually moved to the barn, and wintered there.