It was none other than Mr. Toad.
He was a big and burly fella, kinda green, covered with bumps and he didn't much like it when I picked him up, but I did anyhow. I marveled at him for a while, marveled at myself too for having the nerve to hop after him and catch him like I did.
He was beautiful... in his own froggy sort of way.
Saddened at the thought of him disappearing into the green of that lovely spring day, never to be seen again, I decided to make a house for Mr. Toad.
Using an old pot I moistened the dirt and put some into it. I laid it on its side beside a lovely growing plant and then I put some dirt on top to help keep moisture in. I planted a viola bush for decoration, a lamp post (solar powered night light) to attract night flying creatures to his neighborhood if he should be in search of food, and I even put up a little privacy fence to help Mr. Toad decide to stay. Note, toads can climb quite well and they can also squish themselves through small openings. Note too that there is a gate for his departure should he choose to leave and be on his merry way, which, I must mention, after spending several hours in the toad house.... he decided to do.
I think there was some special meeting he had to get to... down at the pond.
I think there was some special meeting he had to get to... down at the pond.
It's a nice little Toad Inn for unexpected visitors that hop my way. I always like to have a safe place... away from mowers, cats and dogs to put toad in. Usually I just hide them under a bush. Now, I have a lovely little toad house, awaiting the next toady visitor who decides to hop my way.
R2 has been collecting worms. And R1 wants to build himself an ant farm. I bet they will love your toad abode. :)
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