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I’ve eaten apples.

I’ve baked with apples.

I’ve given apples to friends, to neighbors, to a pig, to workers and to strangers.

The deer have eaten apples. The raccoons have eaten apples. Even the fox have eaten apples.

And yet…

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We’re still loaded with fruit. There was only one thing left to do.

Gather up enough to fill the trunk of our car and take them to a wildlife rehabilitation shelter in the neighboring town.

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Oh. My. God.

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I fell in love a dozen times over.

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And my heart broke a dozen times as well.

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Abused animals. Sick animals. Animals that had been hit with a car on purpose.

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How can people be so cruel.

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If you’ve ever looked into a porcupine’s eyes and heard his little squee ( it sounds just like a baby)…. you know what I’m talking about.

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More marshmallow please.

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Seeing these little guys chow down on our apples?

Almost brought me to tears.

❤️

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