Those of you who've been around for a while might remember last year's toad fiasco. The toads have returned.
I shoved the dogs in the house and relocated one last week. In thanks for my efforts, it peed on me. Toads, if you're not aware, can pee a lot.
So when I found one lurking outside tonight, I shoved the dogs inside and began complaining about the toad. At which point, I realized how useful it can be to have 14 year-old boys around.
Number One Son volunteered to move the toad to the front yard.

How fabulously useful is that?
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