I don't like the idea of nature taking over where I leave off. Scary brutal nature, I mean. She survived being a tadpole and a toadlet on her own so she's already one of the lucky ones. But captive, I know she's safe. Even tho she doesn't get it. Maybe it is a little selfish, but she looks so small and vulnerable when she's outside. Right now she's resting in her log hide but I see her through one of the lookout holes. She's using the other one to keep an eye on food dish.
A steady supply of food and love in a safe environment lined up if needed just makes me feel better.





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