This morning I learned a new word.
Agnes was barking excitedly and scraping at the base on an olive tree. There was a rustle, a large rustle and a very large toad appeared. He was a big fellow, a browny yellow warty chap, to be honest not the prettiest thing I’ve ever seen. I may have shrieked a little.
Dog went berserk, I grabbed dog, toad hopped into another corner. Dog and human left the building (we were anyway) Hopefully toad has relocated. Toads have nasty poisonous skins, dogs are not very intelligent.
Crapeaud is French for toad. It hadn’t appeared in my vocabulary list but I suspect it will be an easy word to remember.
If I see Monsieur Le Crapeaud again, my first words will be Oh Crap… Oh!