After a surprise hour-long thunderstorm just before dawn this morning which dumped over an inch and a half of rain (which went East of us to produce a tornado in Brooklyn!), we’ve had a really scorchingly hot and humid day here. Whew. Several times I walked outside and gasped for air. It felt like I was breathing in liquid. Nasty stuff. At one time we had a heat index of 100.2. The dogs only went outside to do the necessary doggie things; otherwise they were camped in the house with me. Just a few minutes ago Rick let them out for “finals” and he yelled for me to come quick! I never know what this means but I always try to get there ASAP.

This is what he wanted me to see:

Mr. Toad had made it all the way up on our deck and the dogs thought he was pretty interesting. Now for this toad to find his way up on the deck he would have to hop up a minimum of eight or nine steps. No easy feat for this little guy.

After I toad-ally blinded him with the camera flash, Rick picked him up and took him back down the stairs into the yard. I hope he wasn’t trying to make his way into the air-conditioned house because his attempt failed horribly. Hopefully he’s thankful we “saved” him. If not, he’s really pissed off right now with having to hop his way back up all those stairs!

Sleep well, Mr. Toad!

but what if he was trying to come and tell you something really really important…....?
:o/

I wondered the same thing myself. Someone should have kissed him just to see ... though ... no one in your house needs a prince.

Wow, the pics are fabulous! You have such incredible wildlife where you are.

oh he’s beautiful!  I’ve never seen such a gold toad before (not that I’ve seen such a lot, but, you know—)  Great photo.  We can only hope he is back with his peeps . . .

Pod and Reya: I talked to him but he didn’t seem to want to talk. I got the impression he just wanted to be left alone. I hated to leave him on the deck with no way back down to the yard.

Elizabeth: welcome!