Toad!

The night before we left for Savannah we sat outside on the rock. All of a sudden I saw some hoppity hippity movement near my feet and lo' what did I find? A toad of course! It took me a few human sized hops and maneuvers and guts to finally pick this guy up and bring him to where my mother was sitting. He was roughly the size of my hand. Which you could interpret one of two ways: that I have very small hands or that I have very toad sized hands. I'd go with small hands.
I like hippity hoppities! And this one didn't even pee on me.