Wednesday afternoon, we were just wrapping up on my job-site after pouring eighty feet of sidewalk and driveway. I was tired and ready to call it a day.
The neighbor across the street came over and asked me if I could push a piece of his old sidewalk back about twenty feet before we hauled our equipment away.
“Sure thing” I said.
I was able to pick of the concrete by one end, instead of pushing it. Movement caught my eye just as I was ready to set it into position.
A toad was trying to hide under the moving concrete slab.
I stopped, opened the door of my cab, and pointed at the toad…
“Would you move him out of the way for me?” I said with a smirk.
The neighbor smiled, grabbed mister toad by the legs and gave him a throw.
we I roll out in the here in the heartlands of Merica.