While Mr. Frog is long gone, and I keep hoping that some other little frog becomes the tenant of the now-abandoned tiny pond (this time we'd make sure he didn't spend the killing winter in there), a few nights ago, while it was raining cats and dogs, this hoary toad waited patiently on the front steps for the downpour to end so s/he could go about her/his business.Mrs. Toad, as I have named her (despite being completely unsure of how to gender these creatures), hasn't been seen since. But, as my husband pointed out, she won't be moving into the pond anytime soon since she's a reptile and not amphibian, like a frog.
Still, it's nice to know that she shares our home with us, somehow.
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