Monsieur le crapaud (Mr. Toad)

Yesterday I worked out on the back porch around ten in the evening while it was drizzling. There was a toad on the deck who, when I came outside, slowly hopped over onto the base of an umbrella, then watched me for the entire hour. I offered him the kettlebell in case he wanted to pump out a few reps, but he was too lazy. Madame Quétel says that he often comes to visit. When it is hot and dry in the summer, she puts out a little tub of water for him to swim in.