As well known, a beaver is a national Canadian animal. Don’t ask me, why Canadians associate their-self with beavers. Just a fact.
During the visit of a completely American park in Seattle, we met our national animal.
The animal behaved untypically bold. It ate stick and didn’t give a shit to our presence.
Finished with stick, the beaver decided to change dislocation, and we should moved to avoid being stamped.
On its way, the beaver met another stick (I have no idea, why beavers like blackberry, but this is not the first beaver that I met, who enjoyed this thick barbed wire.
The stick was destroyed and the animal continued its way.
