Hoppy Dad’s Day….

Happy Father’s Day… to all the Fathers in the world.   And if you are a tall man….  I hope your day was Grand, Daddy Long Legs.

I have a wonderful Father.  Absolutely beautiful in a lot of ways.  I am lucky to have him.

Many people do not know this…  But…. We were Toad Farmers when I was a kid.  It is sort of like being a Cow Farmer.  But you raise Toads instead.

Now since there isn’t a big market for Toad Steaks, or Ground Toad, or Toad Sandwiches….  we were Dairy Toad Farmers.  And no.  People do not eat Toad Legs.  They are terrible.  Toads walk… not leap about like Frogs.  So… bad legs.

Anyway… It is the dickens milking those little fellas.  Well, technically, they are not fellas, but I’m getting off topic.  Again.

But we did.  Yep.  We were Toad Milking People.  I bet you didn’t know that Toad Milk supplements all other kinds of dairy products.  Other milks.  Butter.  Cheeses.  You name.  Toad Milk is chock full of Vitamin D.  It is great for the skin.

Wouldn’t you know it….. My Dad was a kind Toad Farmer.  He never made the Toads work any longer than they wanted to.  This made them Hoppy.   Udderly Hoppy.   And when Toads are Hoppy… they shake out more milk.  Little Green Milk Shakes.

My Dad let me have one of the Toads as pets.  His name was Wyatt.  Wyatt the Milk Toad.

I loved that little guy.  I had a little red wagon for him… and I took him everywhere.  He even played on my softball team.  He was a great little outfielder.  Never missed a fly.

After ball games, we would sit on our front porch and drink ice cold Croak-A-Cola.

One year, I bought him little green car… so that we would haven’t to walk every where.  He didn’t have it very long.  It kept getting toad.

We came to find out that Wyatt’s last name was Jablonski.  We traced his family roots all the way to Warsaw.  Turns out…. he was a tad Polish.

But, now… I have gotten way off topic.

I love my Dad.  Best Toad Farmer in the land.  When we had a chore to do… Dad would say… “Hop to it.”  But in a nice way.

Happy Father’s Day.  To my Wonderful Dad… and to all the great dads in the world.  And….  Don’t forget I toad you so.

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