for all my efforts, he didn't so much as throw me a glance, leaped to safety
and crawled under a nearby plant. I could see his tiny heart throbbing and I assume he was feeling very relieved at having survived this scary ordeal. I don't know if he accidentally wandered in or he was transported in via Django's mouth (who I'm sure would not have eaten him!) or perhaps this was an adventurous toad who had bitten off more than he cared for. He does at least have a tale to tell those who had not ventured into our house and were more than happy to hear about rather than experience for themselves daring excursions into the Unknown!
|the shaken-now-brave toad|