I stepped out the front door to be greeted by a gorgeous, beautiful fall day, and by a lovely toad sitting in the middle of the sidewalk, a mere six feet from the door. He allowed me to photograph him; he let me walk past him to get him from another angle. He never so much as flinched.
The world has held great heroes
As history books have showed
But never a name has gone down to fame
Compared with that of Toad! --from Wind in the Willows by Kenneth Grahame