toad love
After I took this toad’s picture, I gently lifted him off the hood so I could go to the market. But he leapt out of my hand and jumped on my arm then my face then my chest then my leg before he got to the ground.
Hugged by the toad.
-Katy

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July 24th, 2010 at 12:15 pm
Kiss a frog…
I found a teeny tiny guy like this in the yard the other day and probably terrorized him when I caught him in a flower pot and transferred him to the vegetable garden, hoping he’d like it and move in. Poor, traumatized toad.
July 24th, 2010 at 3:32 pm
We were both a little traumatized. He was very cool and sticky. There should be a word for something that’s both gross and funny at the same time. I was squealing in disgust and laughter at the same time.