Sunday

Well let's start with my day; It was a..... a Sunday. A rainy Sunday. I woke up around 7.30-8 AM to dress up for hunting, then dad picked me up and we went to the forest with Nappe (beagle). Dad saw a hare; twice actually. I never glimpsed any. :C

Either way I had pretty decent time despite my toes and fingers freezing most of the time. Especially when dad found the poor wounded toad. Seems Nappe saved its life for one in barking and scaring its assailant away, then dad for picking it up and taking it with us. The hibernation wore off and the first thing it did was crawl across the table and drop on its head on the floor. Well, he's alive......

I don't understand what is the problem with these people; how can toads be terrifying to anyone? I can understand snakes or spiders or even sharks and moose because these are actually dangerous. I can even understand someone being afraid of yellow frogs but toads don't harm you. :C 

Leave them be!

Even though this one looks kinda ferocious !