Owen has been begging for a new pet since we lost Sir in January. I see how he is with Dope (not good) and realize he is still far too young. So we have allowed him to have "outside pets" in the form of toads, which are all over out here, as we live across the street from a lake. He keeps catching the same one pictured here over and over again. I can't believe this thing keeps allowing itself to get caught after all Owen's put it through! He pushes him in the baby swing, throws him down the slide and has dropped him countless times. Chris and I absolutely cringe and yell at him when he accidentally hurts "Toadie," but we also know it's part of the learning process.
I took this picture of the boys, not realizing "Toadie" was trying to make his escape...
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