We Now Call Him Peanut

One more shot of the little guy (now called Peanut because he looks like one) until he at least starts getting some hair. This is a little blurred, but couldn't resist it. Mary put a little stuffed toy in the carrier with him and he just loves curling up to it.

He's made it 24 hours since losing his mother and falling out of the tree. Since she has to bring him to work with her cause he eats every 2 to 3 hours (6 times a day), I got to see what a great appetite he has. He seems to be doing very well - if he makes it through another 48 hours, his chances for survival are excellent.