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Partytime, quinces and poo.

Who after watching this could  feel grumpy about a few apples or quinces? How lucky we are to have this beautiful animal adapting its former forest behaviour to live with us. Here I am in the middle of a city of 3 million people and ringtails arrive on the dot of 11pm ready to party.  They sleep by day in nests they’ve made around the neighbourhood, eat their own poo (special daytime poo which they need to digest their food) lick their paws, yuk!(two digits forward, two digits behind). Then shove the kids in the pouch if tiny or sling the whole family on the back and told to hang on tight.