Last night after dark the boys decided to explore the makeshift pond, the result of a rainy winter, as we've been hearing the unusual music of frogs each evening. Apparently B almost stepped on this large toad which T caught and immediately christened "Trevor" (after Neville's toad in the Harry Potrer series). Today I got to see Trevor for the first time, and he IS a beauty.
T kept him overnight in a small "aquarium" made from an old Red Vines container and allowed him to remain in there most of the morning before returning him to his natural habitat.
Here are two galoshes-clad boys, B watching as T releases Trevor into the pond after enjoying his company for about 13 hours, most of it overnight. Trevor is a very cool toad, a wonderful memory of the essence of boyhood fun.
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