It all came from the direction of the new egress windows we had installed in winter. I wondered if my worst fears were coming true or if the boys in the 'hood had taken it upon themselves to dig my yard.
Even my aching legs - from the hiking and exercising - did not stop me from racing to the yard. No-one in sight. No cracks in the brick or the foundation. Then we heard it again.
Bonk! Thud! followed by silence.
I went back downstairs to peer through the window to get a better look.
A rake?! Rake?!
It had to be a reptile. Last night's scare was bad enough. My garage had a rotten smell which my husband insisted was that of a dead animal or a dead snake. Yes, snake, he said. And he went to look. When he came back in, he had a sack of something held high in his hands. It had to be the dead snake so I screamed the neighborhood down. It turned out to be a few potatoes that I had forgotten about. Oops!
Needless to say, there was now a very interested crowd that had gathered.
But what was it?! Please join me in my ewwwwww! that echoed through the neighborhood, yet again, when you see it:
Not a reptile but an amphibian. It was named within seconds of being spotted: Toadert
My Superman managed to get it to climb onto the rake and flicked it into my lilies. The girls immediately started trying to get it out of there lest it jump right back into the 5' well.
When it didn't emerge nor jump back into the well, they pondered on what they should do next. It didn't take more than 3 seconds for them to reach a unanimous decision:
Snow cones! That certainly helped me cool off!
What did you do this weekend? Did you have any random excitement like we did?