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“Graham came as a gift from the treetops, one that might never have occurred, and I came to feel love for him.”
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“Those losses also led him to bond with Daisy, the matriarch of the deer family that live on and around the property.”
“He was one among a growing number of animals of diverse species who have allowed a bond of trust, each following silently but surely in the pathway that was opened by Penelope.”
“I could have lived long without learning this, never having had a chance to interact with a raccoon.”
“Literary Hub » What My Relationship With a Rescue Raccoon Taught Me About Myself Literary Hub Craft and Criticism Literary Criticism Craft and Advice In Conversation On Translation Fiction and Poetry Short Story From the Novel Poem News and Culture History Science Politics Biography Memoir Food Technology Bookstores and Libraries Film and TV Travel Music Art and Photography The Hub Style Design Sports Become A Member Lit Hub Radio The Lit Hub Podcast Awakeners Fiction/Non/Fiction The Critic and Her Publics Windham-Campbell Prizes Podcast Memoir Nation Beyond the Page First Draft: A Dialogue on Writing Thresholds The Cosmic Library Culture Schlock Reading Lists Book Marks Best Reviewed Books CrimeReads True Crime The Daily Thrill Log In Craft and Criticism Fiction and Poetry News and Culture Lit Hub Radio Reading Lists Book Marks CrimeReads Log In What My Relationship With a Rescue Raccoon Taught Me About Myself Paul Bochner on Loving and Losing a Beloved Furry Companion Via Crown Paul Bochner October 14, 2026 Among the gifts bestowed by my long relationship with a wild deer, chronicled in Penelope: A Love Story , (Crown) being published October 13, was an opening of the spirit, a freedom from human/animal boundaries.”
“This seems to be recognized by other wild animals, who come to the property, instinctively trusting, allowing me near.”
“What happened over the next two-and-a-half days allowed me to witness sobering evidence to the contrary.”
“As I watched, he moved it closer to the center of the wheel, not by pulling, dragging or pushing, but by placing his hands on its sides.”
“It was unlike anything I had ever seen, and I felt humbled by this faith in the reversibility of death.”
“Perhaps because I had sat with him for more than two days, as he worked to revive his brother, Graham and I had bonded.”
“I felt great admiration and respect for his capabilities.”
“I was a privileged observer and would not impose myself or move the body until I was given permission.”
“He quickly fell in with them, they welcomed him as a small member of their herd, and he would sometimes urge other deer to play with him.”
“He did not retreat as I went outside and when I bent, he allowed me to stroke his fur.”
“With great tenderness and steadfast commitment, he did not leave the body, lifting his brother’s head with his paws, over and over again.”
“For hours each day I stayed close, crouching to watch from inches away.”
“I stood and watched as he climbed high into the dozens of tall trees, assessing the qualities of each, walking out along their branches, and back.”
“I made sure to always have a Graham cracker for him, which he reached for, extending both paws in an imploring gesture, very gently taking it whole.”