|The evil toad|
The past few nights I have tried to scoop the toad up with a shovel in an effort to launch him down the canyon into the forest (so I didn't kill him because quite honestly I don't like the thought of toad goo). The shovel attempt hasn't worked. All that resulted is he hopped away through the fence and into the grass while ooozing poison goo on the patio. I am not so dumb to chase this little bugger through the weeds/grass at night so the battle continues.
This morning was the last straw. What I thought was fox poop on the patio was, in fact, toad turds! (Yes I am from the city and did not connect the dots in the forest.) Thats it, I'm done. Not only does this evil toad try to hurt Max but then he's pooping on the patio. Oh no, not going to put up with that. I didn't complain about the snake on the patio the other night after a downpour but I'm complaining about the toad! I know, you're dying to know how I know it's toad poop. Well guess what, you can find absolutely anything and everything on you tube. Yes, I did find a video of a toad pooping. Gross but true.
So this story is to be continued as the battle with the toad is not over. I will, of course, keep you posted.
Love and toad turds (I'm sorry, I couldn't resist)