Eviction

We have a small greenhouse behind our main building at my principal workplace. In normal years, when we are open for visitation, a local gourmet market runs a concession stand, and the greenhouse is open for visitors to enjoy their coffee, sandwiches, or pastries amid the potted plants. A few days ago, I noticed that an unauthorized visitor had somehow gotten into the building:

While there may be delicious bugs to eat on the premises, I was concerned that this little critter wouldn't have access to water (I honestly don't know the drinking requirements of toads), so I evicted it from the premises, placing it on the patio out back, near a new planting:

In gratitude, it peed all over my hand...

On a sober note, an appalling number of Americans, facing pandemic-related financial stress, are facing a housing crisis, with one third of Americans being unable to pay their entire rent or mortgage. This could result in an eviction/foreclosure crisis by August, with no financial help for Joe-and-Jane-Schmo coming from this Maladministration or a gridlocked Congress. Hell, even whimsical posts take a dark turn in these awful, awful times.