Toady might look all sweet and innocent while she waits to eat gnats and moths by our front door nearly every night, But, Saturday night, she hid in the shadows and ambushed my husband when he came in from a quick run to the store. He didn't realize she was there (and we watch for her, so we don't stop on her) and just as he stuck the key in the door, she hopped right onto his toes (and he was wearing sandals). He came in the house laughing, said toady nearly scared him to death because something cold and wet plopped onto his bare toes. He screamed like a little girl, then yelled at the toad, "what in the heck are you doing?" I guess that's her paying him back for picking her up and letting the dog sniff her.
