Mine pee on my hand and then fall spread-eagle when I yeet them into the nearest hydrangea as an instinctive reaction to becoming a chamber pot.
Or they tickle my hands open with their little toesies and death jump four feet to the ground by themselves.
Why is so much of the wildlife suicidal around here? First the deer, then the squirrels, the birds tackle windows like I tackle my siblings, and now the toads are attempting skydiving without parachutes. Even the gnats like to fly directly into my retinas and get blinked to death.