As in Boston, some of the Toronto squirrels are friendly and approachable, and some are not.
I wasted a lot of time taking squirrel photos because we kept admiring them and they kept posing. They looked especially striking running around on yellow leaves but they were always too far away for me to get decent photos.
I tried to talk a few into coming to Boston in my suitcase. I told them about all the wonders of the Public Garden and the Comm. Ave. Mall, but they weren't interested. They must really love poutine, or that peameal bacon, or Tim Horton's donuts. Or something.