Since the rain kept me from finishing my walk after the last stop at Rembrandt’s birth place I decided to visit a small park with a zoo. The animals were so friendly and all came running toward me because they thought I had something to feed them. When they¬† realized I only wanted to take their pictures, they walked away. I felt bad for not having bread or something to feed them. I’m sure these animals are so spoiled by the other visitors to the zoo.