A reader in Edmonton sent me this picture today. Too good not to share I thought. Thanks, and thanks to the photographer who ever she or he was.
They had to build the animals (especially the elk) their own crossing because that’s where the natural migration crossing is and after the highway was built there were far too many accidents. It didn’t take the animals long to learn that this was their “road.”
Meanwhile back in the U.K. the toads need to cross the roads.
“I wouldn’t say it was the most pleasant of jobs. Standing on busy roads on winter nights holding a bucketful of toads.” Life as a Toad Warden.
This is compassion for animals, and amphibians. Bless ’em all.