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Notes to a Toad 
26th-Aug-2011 08:26 pm
When you sit still I cannot easily see you. I don't want to eat you, but I'm more likely to step on you if I can't see you. I'm also more likely to mow you down accidentally.

Thankfully, when that loud machine with the whirring blades gets close, you usually twitch, and I can stop it and chase you off.

The tall grass may make it easier to hide from predators, but when I'm mowing, you have more to fear from me. Trust me on this -- go to the SHORT grass.

I haven't a notion why you are so fascinated with that large machine with the whirling blades when the blades are still. You seem to want to get close to it -- maybe even under it. NOT A GOOD IDEA.

I think there were at least 2 in the front, 3 in the back, and 1 in the circle. I think there still are.

With apologies to Brenda S. and Jane M., the following stuck with me for the last half hour or so:

If you value your life and your hoppy-toad limbs,
In God's name, keep away from the mower!
27th-Aug-2011 10:31 am (UTC)
While I can really appreciate the comfort around people and machines, whether through lack of experience, constant contact, or just the assumption that blending into the environment works for all situations, this is the really scary side. Sort of reminds me of parts of Watership Down... hmm... might have to reread that when I get through the other million books I have on deck ;).
27th-Aug-2011 01:13 pm (UTC)
This reads like a delightful children's book. You know, the ones that carry a much wider message. Nice.
28th-Aug-2011 12:45 am (UTC)
My brother was infamous for hitting things with the mower. I recall getting to see the internal structure of a box turtle after the top quarter of its shell was sliced off. (Lucky for you - toads are faster than turtles.)
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