About a week ago I saw this guy hanging out underneath a tomato plant. I was so excited. In my wildest dreams I never thought I'd see a toad in our backyard. I mean where did it come from? We don't live by water. What's the big draw to our backyard? Whatever it is, we've made the grade in this toad's eyes.Today when I spied him relaxing among the weeds, I noticed he has a cut on his right hind leg. I got down on the ground and took a close look. The laceration is about an inch long, pretty significant for a toad, and goes completely through the skin, stopping before the muscle layer. I asked how it happened. The toad was not forthcoming, but he didn't bound away either. For about a minute he looked at me and I looked at him; the poor little guy.
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