The youth hostel that I was staying at was literally in the middle of a construction site. But it really wasn’t the hoodlums that I was worried about. That goose was punching holes in glass with his beak.
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The youth hostel that I was staying at was literally in the middle of a construction site. But it really wasn’t the hoodlums that I was worried about. That goose was punching holes in glass with his beak.
Last time I went to Calgary there were Jackrabbits the size of dogs and ducks in the street! Canada has a different kind of hoodlum.