In my last post I’d got as far as the back yard. This time it’s my front door.
This little fella was on my doorstep. There are no ponds or freshwater rivers nearby, so he was a long way from home. He hid under the step all day. In the evening I saw he’d made an intrepid bid for freedom under cover of darkness, and was halfway down the pavement. I hope he got where he was aheadin’.