Today, I cut the grass for the second time with my lovely Toro Recycler.
Not much of a fan of this chore, I am especially skittish about toads in my yard. Last time, I spotted two lil’ guys hopping around, and I just left that area of the grass uncut.
This time, I didn’t see any toads in that same area, so I threw caution to the wind and plowed through it, squinting and clenching my teeth. I didn’t hear any “ga-gunk” noises, so if I did nail one it was very small and non-”ga-gunk”worthy.
Notice the large, uncut area surrounding this gutter drain-thingy.
When I went to move the gutter drain-thingy to mow under the gutter, however, I was met with a DREADFUL surprise! A HUGE, GIANT, ENORMOUS DARK BROWN TOAD! To be honest, he didn’t look well, and he sure as hell didn’t try to hop away.
As it turns out, he didn’t have to. After letting out an involuntary, blood curdling scream, I high tailed it out of that region of my yard.
Yes – I’m a total pansy.
"Move it or lose it!"
My only known, actual victim from this outdoorsy endeavor was what I think used to be a shovel. Wow, did that thing make a loud noise, and there was yellow shrapnel everywhere!
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Posted by Heidi @ 3:44 pm
