save-a-toad, etc...
May. 9th, 2007 10:53 amCloudy today. Foggy.
I unlocked the garage this morning. Walked inside, and grazed over top of something with my shoe. Looked down, and saw something that at first looked like a fist-sized wad of dried grass or mud or both.
Then I took a closer look, and saw the rounded, eyeballed, footed nature of the thing. It was a toad, all clenched up and very dehydrated--skin dull, a little cobwebby. We've had a couple of warm days, and if it was stuck in the garage even overnight, it saw some temps in the 70s and more importantly, No Water.
I nudged it with my foot, and it barely moved--one front leg/arm was drawn up underneath, and its eyes were half-closed. I muttered some thanks that I hadn't actually stepped on the poor thing, and scrounged for a plastic dustpan. Scooped up Mr/Ms Toad and took it out to the backyard tap. Dripped the hose for a bit to soak the ground, then set down Toad in the midst of the wet. It responded, moving a little. I left it to start the car and get the papers--by the time I got back, it looked better. Still hadn't moved much, but had extended the tucked-in front leg. Skin looked darker/glossier, and it did seem perkier. Fingers crossed that it rehydrates and stays the heck out of the garage. I also hope that it doesn't do what some of its brethren like to do, which is jump into the dogs' water dish, then float helplessly because they can't find the traction/foothold to jump out.
In the I-Did-It-To-Myself Dept., I told Madame Agent that I would have the Gideon proposal to her before I left for Wiscon. Two weeks--should be plenty of time for three chapters and a synopsis, right?
::crickets::
In the Victory-Is-Mine Dept., a friend who listened to my complaints about the ENDGAME copyedits, specifically the exception CE took to the term "charge-station", let me know that he attended a presentation on the new Tesla Roadster, an all electric sports car. Apparently there is a device that you install in the you install in your garage to recharge the vehicle. You know what that device is called?
A "charge station".
*sniff*
I forwarded info to Mme Editor and Mme Assistant. Mme Editor dubbed it 'karma'. Mme. Assistant was happy.
No further comment necessary, methinks.
I unlocked the garage this morning. Walked inside, and grazed over top of something with my shoe. Looked down, and saw something that at first looked like a fist-sized wad of dried grass or mud or both.
Then I took a closer look, and saw the rounded, eyeballed, footed nature of the thing. It was a toad, all clenched up and very dehydrated--skin dull, a little cobwebby. We've had a couple of warm days, and if it was stuck in the garage even overnight, it saw some temps in the 70s and more importantly, No Water.
I nudged it with my foot, and it barely moved--one front leg/arm was drawn up underneath, and its eyes were half-closed. I muttered some thanks that I hadn't actually stepped on the poor thing, and scrounged for a plastic dustpan. Scooped up Mr/Ms Toad and took it out to the backyard tap. Dripped the hose for a bit to soak the ground, then set down Toad in the midst of the wet. It responded, moving a little. I left it to start the car and get the papers--by the time I got back, it looked better. Still hadn't moved much, but had extended the tucked-in front leg. Skin looked darker/glossier, and it did seem perkier. Fingers crossed that it rehydrates and stays the heck out of the garage. I also hope that it doesn't do what some of its brethren like to do, which is jump into the dogs' water dish, then float helplessly because they can't find the traction/foothold to jump out.
In the I-Did-It-To-Myself Dept., I told Madame Agent that I would have the Gideon proposal to her before I left for Wiscon. Two weeks--should be plenty of time for three chapters and a synopsis, right?
::crickets::
In the Victory-Is-Mine Dept., a friend who listened to my complaints about the ENDGAME copyedits, specifically the exception CE took to the term "charge-station", let me know that he attended a presentation on the new Tesla Roadster, an all electric sports car. Apparently there is a device that you install in the you install in your garage to recharge the vehicle. You know what that device is called?
A "charge station".
*sniff*
I forwarded info to Mme Editor and Mme Assistant. Mme Editor dubbed it 'karma'. Mme. Assistant was happy.
No further comment necessary, methinks.