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I'm chuffed: I haven't had a resident one for years, so long that I'd forgotten the significance of sucked-dry husks of slugs all over the yard. I had one when we first moved here, but it vanished long ago.
YOU are blessed!!!!!!!!!!!
Not to add: an Island in the middle of overbreeding humanity..................the frog is taking refuge in the only place left!
Maybe you can get a Fed program going on the Farm!! Protect the Toad!!!!!!!!!
I'm not so much an island as you think; there's a huge undevelopable (and in official conservation status as a City of Lacey owned passive recreation area) peat bog a quarter mile south and east of me as well as my BIL's family place adjacent to that, abutting the City of Olympia watershed, his cousins' huge acreage, the Nisqually Wildlife Refuge, the Nisqually Res (the part below the cliff, all 10 year flood plain) and the giant open areas at JBLM (some of which are protected as research natural areas, others because they're full of unexploded artillary shells dating back to 1916). West of me there's a couple of hundred acres of swamp and lake-shore in various protected statuses checkerboarding all the way to the Deschutes. If you've only come at my place directly from the freeway you get an inaccurate idea of how surrounded by suburbia I am- if I'm an island it's one that's part of a chain that goes all the way from Puget Sound to Mt. Rainier. It's not, say, Le Bam, but it also rains about 15 inches a year less. And I like it here. I have oak trees.
I think the Pacific Toad is a sensitive species already; it was on the list of proposed threatened species when I was working for the Nature Conservancy before I was married. I know the darn gophers are (it was a gopher hole I stepped in and broke a rib last summer).
We are currently less than thrilled with the Feds, since they've blown the dikes on the refuge, where we'd had the hay lease for over thirty years (year to year, of course). I'm more than a little concerned about how the changed water regimen's coing to effect that giant piece of fill from Meridean Road to the river, too.
Oh, well, sleep talking again: it's been a long, long day here.