Toad guy

A bunch of guys are hiking near a woodland river. Enjoying the wild, shooting the bull, being guys.

One sees a toad.

“Yo, a toad. Let’s grab it.”

They kneel over this warty creature who looks at them with prehistoric contempt. The toad knows he can jump if they get too close. One guy reaches. The toad jumps.

This sudden movement tweaks an inborn danger response, and the guy recoils in shock. He’s embarrassed by this, an affront to his bravery.

Then, a second guy pushes forward and scoops up the toad before it can even think of jumping again. The toad is surprised by this scoop because it came with no hesitation, pure speed.

Now the toad’s cupped in two strong fists, being stroked and studied.

The toad’s not the only one who’s surprised. The other guys are, too, because the toad’s picker-upper was a young woman. Skinny, pretty, with messy blonde hair.

Once again, we have to admit: sometimes a girl can be a two-fisted guy.

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4 Responses to “Toad guy”

  1. Jenni says:

    If more of my male friends read this site, they’d be birders too ;)

  2. Danno says:

    And there it is, (nice story by the way!)

  3. Michelle says:

    Aww cute. I love amphibians too.

  4. Dok says:

    That has to be one of the finest amphibian photos
    I have ever seen. What grace under pressure!

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