Toadally Tuesday

Kitties!

We have Toads.

At least two of them live under the bushes in the front yard--in amongst the leaf litter--where it stays relatively cool and damp from the irrigation. They come out in the evening to feast on the moths that flutter around the lights at the front of the house.

Mommy braved incredible amphibian toady reptilian wrath (and their beady eye lasers) to snap a couple of photos.

They are voracious.  And fast.  The other night Mommy observed one while it hunted/caught/gulped down a HUGE insect in the blink of an eye!  (a revolting one with billions of legs, ewwwww--ed.)  They must dine fairly extravagantly because what Mommy thought was lizard poop on the driveway turned out to be toad turds and they are BIG.  Like 5-6 cm long.  Just in case you were interested.

This one looks about as happy as we do with flash photography.  Ha!

Mommy is pretty sure that our toads are Woodhouse's Toads.  

(Click the link, they are interesting creatures!)

We have been warned not to play with the toads as they *might* be poisonous, but the odds of them wanting to get into the Catio are slim; we eat all the bugs there!

Happy Toadsday!

XX  The Katnip Kats  XX

Toadally Tuesday

Kitties!

We have some new inhabitants in our yard, Woodhouse's Toads.

(Stunt toad courtesy of Wikipedia)

There is at least one living in the front entryway, and Mommy has seen two at once in the back yard!

Being the avid naturalists that we are, one of us (not saying who) brought a specimen in for closer examination in the wee hours of the morning.

Mommy spotted him when she came into the kitchen to feed us...at first she thought he was *ahem* a TURD but then he hopped...and since she'd never seen leaping feces before she grabbed her phone, just in case this was a toadally (sorry) historical event.

or click HERE

After the video Mommy took Mr. Toad out to the garden and set him free.  She examined him first for viability, 'cos you never know if our victims pets have been irreversibly...um... "compromised" and need to go into The Morgue* for later disposal.  He didn't have any holes though, and all his parts were intact.  And functional.  So out he went.

After he warmed up a bit outside--it's cold on the tile floor--he lurched off under the catnip.  

Until we meet again...

Happy Tuesday!

XX  The Mighty Catio Hunter Kats  XX

*a.k.a the freezer

pee ess:  the plastic mat deters the Mystery Pee'r from utilizing the corner.  Just in case you were wondering.  We know it's ugly but it works!