Faithful
Look who I found nestled in a flower box this morning:
This poor little guy is the same, I’m pretty sure, as the toad intermittently terrorized by SofĂa that I see every so often close to the back door. I’m even moderately sure that it might be him I’ve rescued a couple times from the pool – if so, he sure is a survivor.
Stick around, little guy. I’ll try to keep my girl off your back.