Tiny toad

I suppose it could be a frog but I thought it looked more toad like.  It was only about a centimetre long and I had to shepherd it off the path. I walked in the afternoon and for the third time running it rained for the first time in the day during my perambulations.  In the morning we had a good number of clients at the Bridge cafe.  The three of us were discussing the events in Nice which are so numbing.  I was walking along the Promenade des Anglais not so long ago.  These attacks are becoming both frequent and seemingly unstoppable. I saw some graphic and disturbing images on social media, all of which, of course, play into the hands of the terrorists.  It is so sad.