As the cool weather moves in and the gardens thin out, the large toads that feasted out there all summer are showing up on the warm concrete in the evenings.
The puppies flip the toads.
They don't hurt them, they just seem to love pushing the toads over onto their backs. Although the toads are perfectly able to wiggle back over, they choose to stay - right there, on their backs, feet folded over belly. Frowning with all their might.
Eventually, I go out... pick them up and put them safely into the hostas away from the pups. The toads don't appreciate me. They would rather frown.
I tell them I've known other people just like that.