I know I go on about wet and windy, well, somethings like the wet, obviously not me, but I am not everyone, or in this case everything.

I was moving the chickens feed and water containers from the yard area.  they had been in place most of the winter. But there it was, in it’s own little swimming pool, one of my hens water containers, minding his (or her I don’t know) business.

newt

newt

Really interesting that it had not been eaten by one of the chickens as they eat anything; I have seen them with mice and frogs.

I put it back where it came from and will keep an eye on it.