First thing I'm thinking is Oh, great.....what did the dogs drag into the garage. I'm not even sure I want to go see. So I'm stalling a little, but she keeps yelling for me. I'm waiting to see where Dave is but he isn't around so I decide to brave this myself.
I peak around the door and look down to where she is pointing and there is a big ol' toad in our recycling bin in our garage. I have no idea how it could have gotten in there and the poor toad had no idea how it was going to get out.
Now it was time to set it free before the dogs see it.
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