The Toad

Recently I was digging on the dirt pile that came from our backyard. We then used that pile of dirt for a number of thing such as the following. Climbing, tunneling, and throwing pieces of dirt off and breaking at the bottom. And at one particular tunnel I was digging I looked away for some reason, I looked back at a my hole and there was a toad! And then he scrambled back into his den. It must have been living there already because it knew all the overlooked hideouts that only a persistent observer would notice. Jude, of course had quickly realized there was a toad in that little cave and was dying to hold it of course. I didn't want him to touch it, but Jude looked like he was using every ounce of self control he had. In the end I coundn't bear the look on his face so I let him hold and then I, and Jude were happier and then I just learned that your brother is more important than a warty old toad P.S. all toads who read this do not be offended.