Every morning when I go to work, I peek in the window well by the CDC’s kitchen. There have been two toads living there all summer. I worry a bit for them each day – are they alright? Do they have enough bugs to eat? Are they ever going to be able to get out? (I put a board in there once for them to escape, but they didn’t. Must be chicken.) Should I just be brave and grab them? Then I go inside and forget all about them as if they never existed at all. (There’s only one in the picture. The other one wouldn’t sign the release form.)
In other news, I stayed up until 1 finishing Harry Potter. Now I really know how it ends.