Stella didn’t hurt this little fellow. She was just playing with it. At first, I thought it was a rock. It’s a good thing I checked closer and discovered it was a toad, too cold to move.

When I picked it up I could see it was breathing and its eyes opened and closed, so it was alive.

I placed it on a rock that would get the first rays of sunlight in the morning. I guess that worked because when I checked it was gone.

To the rescue again, but at least I didn’t make a pet out of it.

Until next time, that’s all there is from Sunnybook Farm.

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