So here we are relaxing on the couch watching TV on a Monday night. Oscar rings the bell to go out, as he does several times a day, and we let him out. A few minutes later he starts barking wildly, so Kurt goes out to see what all the commotion is all about.
Kurt says its a frog, its clearly a toad. Remember that Kurt grew up in suburban Chicago and did not have the luxury of chasing and trapping toads as a child like I did :)
See, Kurt...its not a Frog...because it didn't turn into a prince :)
So I let Osc sniff it and say goodbye...please excuse the pasty stems. Its been a rough summer thus far.
And I walked it to a nice, grassy place where it could be FAR away from our dogs!!