A really long time ago my dad found a fat toad in our back yard. It had dug a hole and occasionally came out, which is how my dad found it. He scooped it up with his shovel and put him in the alley where there were bushes and grass. That’s the first and last time I saw a toad…until I moved to Guam.
Walking down the streets of Tumon, especially after it has rained, frogs sit along the grass. Most of the time I can’t see them because they sit so still and look like rocks. Sometimes one will be sitting in front of my door and not move, not even when I try to open the door! It just freezes and acts like I can’t see it. This is probably why there are so many dead, flattened frogs in the road.