I saw a toad in the backyard yesterday! We haven't had toads for years. Neat! I touched it because I love touching toads. It was tiny, clearly still a juvenile. I hope Sammy doesn't kill it. Then again, these days he's more likely to eat grass than catch a toad. What is his fascination with eating grass, anyway? You aren't a cow, you daft bastard!

Crap
Moby

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Have an incomplete day.