The problem with a toad for a pet is how to feed them.
They eat crickets.
The girls and I don't want to touch the crickets to feed the toad.
The girls and I don't want to catch the crickets either.
Poor Jackson the Toad is going to starve on the days when Bobby is at the fire station.
There are 3 in a jar next to me (thanks to my dad!) and every time one moves, I see it out of the corner of my eye and it freaks me out. I'm going to move the jar, and hope the crickets stay alive until Bobby makes it home tomorrow.