Don't Feed The Animals
Don't feed animals there are signs. I kept telling my sister in parks (especially in rabid racoon country on Mont Royal) - but when you're on private property the rules are your own. Her are some piccies of me feeding some chipmunks and sqirrels on the porch of a cousin's B&B (Hummingbird).





You know the drill.
In other furry news - on the way back into Ottawa from my last voyage down south - we caught the rare sight of a juvenile Black bear crossing the road. Nobody volunteered to hand feed it.
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